 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 Seiten
...truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find; Thou, over whom thy Immortality 153 Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 Seiten
...truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 Seiten
...truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 Seiten
...^truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 Seiten
...lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy Being's height, Why with... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1828 - 298 Seiten
...lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom 'thy immortality. Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom, on thy being's height,., Why... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 Seiten
...truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to 6nd : Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 Seiten
...truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find : Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to he put hy ; To whom the grave Is hut a lonely hed without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light,... | |
 | 1836 - 708 Seiten
...lives to find, (In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave,) Thou over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A Presence which is not to be put by; THOU LITTLE cHILD! yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom." We have thus briefly stated the... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke, William Henry Channing, James Handasyd Perkins - 1836 - 740 Seiten
...(In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave,) Thou over whom thy Immortality Broods like the diy, a master o'er a slave, A Presence which is not to be put by; THOU LITTLE CHILD! yet glorious in the might Of heaven.born freedom." We have thus briefly stated the... | |
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Thou, over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A Presence which is not to be put by... 
