 | 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 - 420 σελίδες
...thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn 1 From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While...ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings :— Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 430 σελίδες
...thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While...ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll !... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Caroline Snowden Guild - 1860 - 366 σελίδες
...thee, Child of the wandering sea, Caft from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While...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 !... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 328 σελίδες
...thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While...ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 σελίδες
...thee. Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a elearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 σελίδες
...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, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll !... | |
 | John George Wood - 1863 - 840 σελίδες
...thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While...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... | |
 | 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 of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll... | |
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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... 
