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" It lies in Heaven, across the flood Of ether, as a bridge. Beneath, the tides of day and night With flame and darkness ridge The void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. "
Temple Bar: A London Magazine for Town and Country Readers - Сторінка 252
1887
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...quite gone From that still look of hers : Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years. It was the rampart of God's house That she was standing...void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful inidge. Around her, lovers, newly met 'Mid deathless love's acclaims Spoke evermore among themselves...
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Household Friends for Every Season

James Thomas Fields - 1864 - 458 стор.
...across the flood Of ether, as a bridge. Beneath, the tides of day and night With flame and blackness ridge The void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. She scarcely heard her sweet new friends : Playing at holy games, Softly they spake among themselves...
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The London student, Випуски 1 – 5

1868 - 418 стор.
...across the flood Of ether, as a bridge. Beneath, the tides of day and night With flame and blackness ridge The void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. * * * * # " And the souls, mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. * * * # * "From the fixt...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 108

1870 - 816 стор.
...looking downward thence, She scarce could see the sun. It lies in heaven, across the flood Of ether like a bridge, Beneath the tides of day and night. With...low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. Heard hardly, some of her new friends Amid their loving games, Spake evermore among themselves, Their...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 108

1870 - 856 стор.
...looking downward thence, She scarce could see the sun. It lies in heaven, across the flood Of ether like a bridge, Beneath the tides of day and night, With...low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. Heard hardly, some of her new friends Amid their loving games, Spake evermore among themselves, Their...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 стор.
...quite gone From that still look of hers ; Albeit, to them she left, lier day Had counted as ten years. e, Heard hardly, some of her new friends Amid their loving games Spake evermore among themselves Their...
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Poems

Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1871 - 314 стор.
...hair Fell all about my face. . . . Nothing : the autumn fall of leaves. The whole year sets apace.) It was the rampart of God's house That she was standing...darkness ridge The void, as low as where this earth Heard hardly, some of her new friends Amid their loving games Spoke evermore among themselves Their...
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The Works in Verse and Prose Complete of Henry Vaughan, Silurist: Secular poetry

Henry Vaughan - 1871 - 492 стор.
...the flood Of ether, as a bridge. Beneath the tide* of day ami night, With Jlinne and darkness ritltle The void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. From the fixed plaee of Heaven she taw...
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The new poetical reader, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1872 - 168 стор.
...hair Fell all about my face . . . Nothing : the autumn fall of leaves. The whole year sets apace.) It was the rampart of God's house That she was standing...low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. Heard hardly, some of her new friends Amid their loving games Spake evermore among themselves Their...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, Том 2

William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 стор.
...quite gone From that still look of hers ; Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years. It was the rampart of God's house That she was standing...low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. Heard hardly, some of her new friends Amid their loving games Spake evermore among themselves Their...
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