 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 430 pàgines
...was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, — Ita irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed !...low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 420 pàgines
...Thinks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn 1 From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever...that sings :— Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 326 pàgines
...the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl ; Wrecked...low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 368 pàgines
...the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl ; Wrecked...that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 328 pàgines
...cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread...low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, THE TWO AEMIES. As Life's unending column pours,... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 346 pàgines
...cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread...that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low- vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 pàgines
...wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Tritoii blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings,...voice that sings : Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | John George Wood - 1863 - 830 pàgines
...lap, forlorn I From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn I While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves...that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll I Leave thy low vaulted past ; Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Frances Elizabeth Willard - 1864 - 268 pàgines
...will not fret about the future, but will try now to do with my might whatever is in my power. " Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift...low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shot thce from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine... | |
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Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's... 
