The ComplaintJesper Harding, 1847 - 216 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 12
... stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O THOU , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun ; strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul , which flies to Thee , her trust , her treasure , As misers to their gold ...
... stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O THOU , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun ; strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul , which flies to Thee , her trust , her treasure , As misers to their gold ...
الصفحة 15
... stars ; The sun himself by thy permission shines ; ind , one day , thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amid such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? nsatiate ...
... stars ; The sun himself by thy permission shines ; ind , one day , thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amid such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? nsatiate ...
الصفحة 20
... stars to listen every star Is deaf to mine , enamour'd of thy lay . Yet to be vain ; there are who thine excel , And charm through distant ages : wrapt in shade , Prisoner of darkness ! to the silent hours , How often I repeat their ...
... stars to listen every star Is deaf to mine , enamour'd of thy lay . Yet to be vain ; there are who thine excel , And charm through distant ages : wrapt in shade , Prisoner of darkness ! to the silent hours , How often I repeat their ...
الصفحة 24
... stars , To keep his speed , nor ever wait for man . Time's use was doom'd a pleasure : waste , a pain ; That man might feel his error , if unseen : And , feeling , fly to labour for his cure ; Not , blundering , split on idleness for ...
... stars , To keep his speed , nor ever wait for man . Time's use was doom'd a pleasure : waste , a pain ; That man might feel his error , if unseen : And , feeling , fly to labour for his cure ; Not , blundering , split on idleness for ...
الصفحة 28
... stars are dust . ' Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them , what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news . Their answers form what men experience call ; If wisdom's friend , her ...
... stars are dust . ' Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them , what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news . Their answers form what men experience call ; If wisdom's friend , her ...
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