 But when the hand that locked her up gives room, She'll shine through all the sphere. O Father of eternal life, and all Created glories under Thee, Resume thy spirit from this world of thrall Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists, which blot...  Lives of Sacred Poets - Sida 245efter Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 363 sidorObegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | Jesus Christ - 1877 - 228 sidor
...of thrall, Into true liberty ! Either disperse these mists which blot and fill My perspective still as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill Where I shall need no glass. HENRY VAUGHAN. 1650. WHAT IS IT TO DIE IN THE LORD? IT is the last act on earth of being in the Lord.... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 332 sidor
...world of thrall Into true liberty! Either disperse these mists which blot and fill My perspective still as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill Where I shall need no glass, H. Vaugkan. THE DYING MAN IN HIS GARDEN. WHY, Damon, with the forward day Dost thou thy little spot... | |
 | Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1879 - 318 sidor
...of thrall Into true liberty ! Either disperse these mists which blot and fill My perspective still as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill Where I shall need no glass, H, Vangkan. THE DYING MAN IN HIS GARDEN. THE DYING MAN IN HIS GARDEN. WHY, Damon, with the forward... | |
 | Leaves - 1879 - 90 sidor
...of thrall, Into true liberty ! Either disperse these mists which blot and fill My perspective still, as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill Where I shall need no glass. HENRY VAUOHAN. \ the ©ate of fife. WHAT a world were this, How unendurable its weight, if they Whom... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 sidor
...spirit from this world of thrall Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists which blot and fill My perspective as they pass, Or else remove me hence unto that Hill Where I shall need no glass. CRASH A W—MIL TON. 28l RICHARD CRASHAW. 1616 — 1650. HYMN OF THE NATIVITY. GLOOMY night embraced... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 sidor
...htar the tound of Sabbath b*Lt" Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective still le halls ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls HENRY VAUGHAN. THE FUTURE LIFE. Ho«' shall I know thee in the sphere which keeps The disembodied spirits... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 528 sidor
...thrall Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective — still — as they pass : Or else remove me hence unto that hill, Where I shall need no glass. JAMES SHIRLEY. [SHIRLET was born in London about the year 1596, and lived through the Civil War and... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1880 - 248 sidor
...of thral! Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective still as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill Where I shall need no glass. HENRV VAUGHAN. HYMN TO GOD, MY GOD, IN MY SICKNESS. 0 INCE I am coming to that holy room, "^ Where... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 524 sidor
...thrall Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective — still — as they pass : Or else remove me hence unto that hill, Where I shall need no glass. JAMES SHIRLEY. [SHIHLET was born in London about the year 1596, and lived through the Civil War and... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 536 sidor
...thrall Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective—still—as they pass : Or else remove me hence unto that hill, Where I shall need no glass. JAMES SHIRLEY. [SHIRLEY was born in London about the year 1596, and lived through the Civil War and... | |
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