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" T is only when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal themselves to you ; they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by you Who care not for their presence, muse or sleep, And all at once they leave you and you know them... "
Paracelsus - Página 166
por Robert Browning - 1835 - 216 páginas
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Fraser's Magazine, Volumen13

1836 - 808 páginas
...he at Einsiedeln — or Michal here . . For. Cruel . . I seek her now — I kneel —I shriek— I clasp her vesture — but she fades, still fades; And she is gone, — sweet humon love is gone ! Tis * .11 1 v when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal themselves to you...
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Doveton; or, The man of many impulses, by the author of 'Jerningham'.

sir John William Kaye - 1837 - 922 páginas
...whose presence we know not how to estimate, until we have tasted the miseries of its absence. ' Tis only when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal...they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by you, Who care not for their presence, muse or sleep, And all at once they leave you, and you know...
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Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Volumen11

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1847 - 606 páginas
...gracious ministry of good. Happy he, who recognises their perfections ere yet it is too late ! 'Tis only when they spring to heaven, that angels Reveal...they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by yon, Who care not for their presence — muse or sleep—- And all at once they leave you, and you...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumen18

1849 - 600 páginas
...from his trance, he grows calmer. "Cruel," he says, " Cruel ! I seek her now, I kneel, I shriek, I clasp her vesture — but she fades, still fades ; And she is gone ; sweet human love is gone ! — Tis only when they spring to Aearen, that angels Reveal themselves to you; they sit all day Beside...
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The English Review, Volúmenes11-12

1849 - 1052 páginas
...clasp her vesture—but she fades, still fades ; And she is gone; street human love is gone !— ' Tis only when they spring to heaven, that angels Reveal...they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by you, Who care not for their presence, muse or sleep,— And all at once they leave you, and you...
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The English Review, Volumen11

1849 - 538 páginas
...from his trance, he grows calmer. " Cruel," he says, " Cruel ! I seek her now, I kneel, I shriek, I clasp her vesture — but she fades, still fades ; And she is gone ; sweet human love is gone ! — 'Tis only when they spring to heaven, that angels Reveal themselves to you ; they sit all day...
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Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Volumen18

1849 - 602 páginas
...from his trance, he grows calmer. " Cruel," he says, " Cruel ! I seek her now, I kneel, I shriek, I clasp her vesture — but she fades, still fades; And she is gone ; suxel human love is gone ! — 458 459 'Tts only when they spring to heaven, that angels Reveal themsehes...
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Poems: Paracelsus

Robert Browning - 1850 - 406 páginas
...Were he at Einsiedeln — or Michal here ! Par. Cruel ! I seek her now — I kneel — I shriek — I clasp her vesture — but she fades, still fades ; And she is gone ; sweet human love is gone ! 'Tis only when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal themselves to you ; they sit all day Beside...
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Greenwood Leaves: A Collection of Sketches and Letters

Grace Greenwood - 1852 - 456 páginas
...heaven in his arms. CHAPTER II. ' I see her now — I kneel — I shriek — I clasp her vesture — hut she fades, still fades ; And she is gone ; sweet human love is gone ! 'Tis only when they spring to Heaven that angels Reveal themselves to you.' — BROWNING. From that...
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The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper].

Jane Margaret Hooper - 1854 - 336 páginas
...unfolding near me, and not detect its perfume! The poet's words are not all true, in my case : ' "Tis only when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal...they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by yon, Who care not for their presence — muse or sleep — And all at once they leave you and you...
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