| Freemasons. Grand Lodge of Iowa - 1901 - 788 σελίδες
...sacred precincts of the heart of each one of you there sings the song of the poet who said: "Build thee more stately mansions, O, my soul, As the swift seasons roll. Let each new temple, nobler than the last. Shut tbee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at... | |
| Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 430 σελίδες
...lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves...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... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than over Triton blew from wreathed horn I While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that tings:—- Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted... | |
| Caroline Snowden Guild - 1860 - 366 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that fings : Build thee more {lately manfions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted... | |
| Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 326 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathe'd horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves...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... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Tritoii blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves...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... | |
| Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 346 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathe'd horn ! 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 ! Leave thy low- vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a elearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Bnild thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll 1 Leave thy low-vaulted past... | |
| John George Wood - 1863 - 830 σελίδες
...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... | |
| John George Wood - 1863 - 840 σελίδες
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voic.i that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave... | |
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