| 540 páginas
...No, no: 1 skip't all they, I only read Euclid himself, and all Euclid I did read in one afternoon." Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets : And when our bottles, and all we, Are SUM with immortality, Then the blcoed parti we'll travel, Strew'd with rubies thick as gravel, Scaling*... | |
| 1805 - 570 páginas
...Anticipating the joys of heaven, he promises himself that he shall — * Taste of nectar's sucketó, At those clear wells Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in chrystal buckets • ' His imagination was at that time naturally filled with the forms and jwoceedings... | |
| 1806 - 924 páginas
...But after, it will thirst no more. Ill take them first, To quench inv thirst, And taste of nectar's suckets At those clear wells Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. Then, by that happy blcstful day, More peaceful pilgrims I shall see Th;it have cast oft their rags... | |
| Arthur Cayley - 1806 - 482 páginas
...Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. Then by that happy blestful day, More peaceful pilgrims I shall see, That have cast off their rags of clay, And walk apparelTd fresh like me, And when our bodies and all we Are fill'd with immortality, . - . Then the... | |
| Robert Southey, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 362 páginas
...Wh?re sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal backets. Then by that happy blestful day, More peaceful pilgrims I shall see, That have cast off...their rags of clay, And walk apparelled fresh like me. And when our bodies and all we Are fiird with immortality, Then the bless' d paths we'll travel, Strew'd... | |
| Robert Southey - 1812 - 364 páginas
...dwellsDrawn up by saints in crystal buckets. Then by that happy blestfnl day, More peaceful pilgrims 1 shall see, That have cast off their rags of clay, And walk apparelled fresh like me. And when our fcodiesand ail we Are fill'd with immortality, Then the bless rf paths we'll travel, StreVd... | |
| 1822 - 962 páginas
...But after it will thirst no more. I'll take them first, To quench my thirst, And taste of nectar's suckets, At those clear wells Where sweetness dwells Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. ******* From thence to Heaven's bribcless hall, Where no corrupted voices brawl, No conscience molten... | |
| John Mitford - 1827 - 358 páginas
...Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. Then by that happy blissful day, More peaceful pilgrims I shall see, That have cast off their rags of clay, And walk apparell'd fresh like me ; And when our bodies and all we, Are filled with immortality, Then the blessed... | |
| Sir Walter Raleigh - 1829 - 810 páginas
...hill. My soul will be adry before, But after, it will thirst no more. In that happy, blissful day, More peaceful pilgrims I shall see, That have cast off their rags of clay, And walk apparell'd fresh like me ; I'll take them first, To slake their thirst ; And then taste of nectar suckets,... | |
| sir Walter Ralegh - 1829 - 806 páginas
...hill. My soul will be adry before, But after, it will thirst no more. In that happy, blissful day, More peaceful pilgrims I shall see, That have cast off their rags of clay, And walk apparell'd fresh like me ; I'll take them first, To slake their thirst ; And then taste of nectar suckets,... | |
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