 | 1857 - Страниц: 818
...forever down the ringing grooves of change." Or he sadly asks, yet answers in the triumph of Faith, " And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so...purpose in his eyes, Who rolled the psalm to wintry skiei, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed, And love Creation's... | |
 | Hugh Miller - 1857 - Страниц: 520
...all shall go : Thou makest thine appeal to me ; I bring to life, I bring to death ; The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, And built... | |
 | 1857 - Страниц: 594
...all shall go : Thou n nikest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her lost work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled the psalm to wintry skies,... | |
 | 1857 - Страниц: 782
...he shall be Man, her last work, who seem'd во fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyee, Who rol I'd the psalm to wintry skies, And built him fanes of fruitless prayer — Who ti usted God was Love indeed, " And Love creation's final law, Though nature, red in tooth and claw,... | |
 | 1857 - Страниц: 592
...And he shall be Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, And built him fanes of fruitless prayer — Who trusted God was Love indeed, And Love creation's final law, Though nature, red in tooth and claw, With... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 416
...all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit doth but mean the breath: I know no more ! And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built... | |
 | 1855 - Страниц: 338
...all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit doth but mean the breath : I know no more ! And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - Страниц: 520
...all shall go. " Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall...in his eyes, Who rolled the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Wlio trusted God was love indeed, And love Creation's final... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - Страниц: 211
...Thou makest thine appeal to me : iii' I bring to life, I bring to death : I -, I. i The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, I Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, / i I ; Such splendid purpose in his eyes, i •'' • I... | |
 | Sir John William Dawson - 1860 - Страниц: 436
...all shall go. 1 Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in bis eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built... | |
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So careful of the type?' but no, From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries "A thousand types are gone. I care for nothing; all shall go. "Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death; The spirit does but mean the breath; I know... 
