 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
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1896 - 520 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. w. JAMES SHIRLEY. [SHIRLEY was born in London about the year 1596, and lived through the Civil War... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1896 - 546 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. HENRY VAUGHAN. THE VALEDICTION. YAIN world, what is in thee ? What do poor mortals see Which should... | |
 | Henry Vaughan - 1896 - 378 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. WHITE SUNDAY. WELCOME, white day ! a thousand suns, Though seen at once, were black to thee ; For after... | |
 | John Churton Collins - 1896 - 504 sidor
...true libertie ! Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective still as they passe : Or else remove me hence unto that hill, Where I shall need no glasse. H. VAOGHAN. cvn AN EPITAPH IN this marble buri'd lyes Beauty may inrich the skyes And add light... | |
 | Frederic Ives Carpenter - 1897 - 350 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. THE CHOSEN PATH. TI7ELCOME, pure thoughts and peaceful hours, Enriched with sunshine and with showers !... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1897 - 646 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. THE REVIVAL UNFOLD! unfold! take in His light, Who makes thy cares more short than night. The joyes which... | |
 | Frederic Ives Carpenter - 1897 - 356 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. THE CHOSEN PATH. "117"ELCOME, pure thoughts and peaceful hours, * * Enriched with sunshine and with showers!... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - 522 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. THE MORNING WATCH. O Joyes ! Infinite Sweetness ! with what flowers And shoots of glory my soul breakes... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1899 - 336 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. THE WORLD. I SAW Eternity, the other night, Like a great Ring of pure and endless Light, All calm as it... | |
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