 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...fail — Forgive! — Forgive! — thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover! — let us part In peace. If thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling,...weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, Constrained to hold the breath of God. — Well hast thou in my service wrought ; Thy brow hath mirrored... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1835 - 328 стор.
...thee pain, The throbbing breast, the burning brain, With cares and vigils turn'd thee pale, And scom'd thee when thy strength did fail,— Forgive ! —...to dust,— I blame thee not, the strife is done, I know thou wert the weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, Constraint to hold the breath... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1836 - 318 стор.
...wore, To Him I look, to Him I bend, To Him thy shuddering frame commend. — If I have ever caus'd thee pain, The throbbing breast, the burning brain,...dust, — I blame thee not, the strife is done, I know thou wert the weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, Constrain'd to hold the breath... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1837 - 314 стор.
...cares and vigils turn'd thee pale, And scorn'd thee when thy strength did fail,— Forgive!—Forgive !—thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover !—let us...to dust,— I blame thee not, the strife is done, I know thou wert the weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, Constraint to hold the breath... | |
 | Mrs. M. A. Patrick - 1837 - 214 стор.
...thee pain, The throbbing breast, the burning brain, With cares and vigils turn'd thee pale, Andscorn'd thee when thy strength did fail,— Forgive ! —...trifling, stay mine upward course, Or lure from Heaven my wandering trust, Or bow my drooping wing to dust, — I blame thee not, the strife is done, I know... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1843 - 356 стор.
...— Forgive ! — Forgive ! — thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover ! — let us part in peace. If thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling, stay mine upward course, FAREWELL OF THE SOUL TO THE BODY. 323 Or lure from Heaven my wavering trust, Or bow my drooping wing... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1845 - 376 стор.
...• Forgive ! — Forgive ! — thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover ! — let us part in peace. If thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling,...to dust — I blame thee not, the strife is done, 1 knew thou wert the weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, Constrained to hold the breath... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders, Joshua Chase Sanders - 1848 - 468 стор.
...pale, Forgive ! — Forgive ! — thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover ! let us part in. peace. 3. It thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling,...I blame thee not,- the strife is done, I knew thou wast the weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod Constrained to hold the breath of God. 4.... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1849 - 508 стор.
...did fail, Forgive ! forgive ! — thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover ! — let us part in peace. If thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling,...weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, Constrain'd to hold the breath of God. — Well hast thou in my service wrought ; Thy brow hath mirror... | |
 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1852 - 362 стор.
...— • Forgive ! — Forgive! — thy task doth cease, Friend ! Lover ! — let us part in peace. If thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling,...weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling clod, • Constrained to hold the breath of God. — Well hast thou in my service wrought, Thy brow hath... | |
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That thou didst sometimes check my force, Or, trifling, stay mine upward course, Or lure from heaven my wavering trust, Or bow my drooping wing to dust, I blame thee not ; the strife is done ; I knew thou wert the weaker one, The vase of earth, the trembling... 
