 | 1829 - 512 стор.
...the mountains to the unfathomable heavens; and, when my breast was pierced through, I pressed it to his soothing image, and said, even in the bitterness of death — Father, draw forth thy son from his bleeding tabernacle, and raise him to thy heart. Ah ! ye over-happy inhabitants... | |
 | 1829 - 460 стор.
...the mountain.- to the unfathomable heavens; and, when my breast was pierced through, I pressed it to his soothing image, and said, even in the bitterness of death — Father, draw forth thy son from his bleeding tabernacle, and raise him to thy heart. Ah ! ye over-happy inhabitants... | |
 | 1830 - 570 стор.
...from the mountains, into the immeasurable Heaven, and pressed my mangled breast on his healing form, and said even in the bitterness of death : Father, take thy son from this bleeding hull, and lift him to thy heart ! — Ah, ye too happy inhabitants of Earth, ye... | |
 | 1835 - 616 стор.
...from the mountains, into the immea. surable Heaven, and pressed my mangled breast on his healing form, and said even in the bitterness of death : Father take thy son from this bleeding hull, and lift him to thy heart ! — Ah, ye too happy inhabitants of Earth, ye... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1838 - 468 стор.
...from the mountains, into the immeasurable Heaven, and pressed my mangled breast on his healing form, and said even in the bitterness of death : Father, take thy son from this bleeding hull, and lift him to thy heart ! — Ah, ye too happy inhabitants of Earth, ye... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1840 - 862 стор.
...from the mountains, into the immeasurable Heaven, and pressed my mangled breast on his healing form, and said even in the bitterness of death : Father, take thy son from this bleeding hull, and lift him to thy heart ! — Ah, ye too happy inhabitants of Earth, ye... | |
 | Frederic Henry Hedge - 1848 - 618 стор.
...filled with tears, and he said, "Alas ! I too was once like yon : then I was happy, for I had still my infinite Father, and still gazed joyfully from...heart on his soothing image, and said, even in the hitterness of death : ' Father, take thy Son out of his bleeding shell, and lift him up to thy heart.'... | |
 | Frederic Henry Hedge - 1848 - 620 стор.
...soothing image, and said, even in the hitterness of death : ' Father, take thy Son out of his hleeding shell, and lift him up to thy heart.' Ah, ye too, too happy dwellers of earth, ye still helieve in him. Perhaps at this moment your sun is setting, and ye fall amid hlossoms, radiance, and... | |
 | Frederic Henry Hedge - 1848 - 672 стор.
...filled with tears, and he said, "Alas ! I too was once like you : then I was happy, for I had still my infinite Father, and still gazed joyfully from the mountains into the infmite expanse of heaven ; and I pressed my wounded heart on hi- soothing image, and said, even in... | |
 | 1852 - 590 стор.
...mountains, into the immeasurable Heaven, and pressed my mangled breast on his healing 818 ON HISTORY. form, and said even in the bitterness of death : Father, take thy son from this bleeding hull, and lift him to thy heart ! — Ah, ye too happy inhabitants of Earth, ye... | |
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I was still happy then; I had still my Infinite Father, and looked up cheerfully from the mountains into the... 
