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" I had not walked above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of His bright face; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows... "
The Religion of Plato - Page 322
by Paul Elmer More - 1921 - 352 pages
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Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Volume 2

Giles Fletcher - English poetry - 1836 - 442 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all...
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Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Volume 2

Richard Cattermole - Christian poetry, English - 1836 - 436 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all...
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Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].

Gems - 1841 - 624 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense; But felt through all...
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The Sacred Poets of England and America: For Three Centuries

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1849 - 578 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all...
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The Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations of Henry Vaughan

Henry Vaughan - English poetry - 1856 - 330 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flowre My gazing soul would dwell an houre, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue...sinfull sound, Or had the black art to dispence ^ \ A sev'rall sinne to ev'ry sence, But felt through all this fleshly dresse Bright shootes of everlastingnesse....
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Mile Stones in Our Life-journey

Samuel Osgood - Conduct of life - 1855 - 300 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all...
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Songs of the Soul, Derived from the Writings of British, Continental, and ...

Songs - 1856 - 712 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all...
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Gifts of Genius: A Miscellany of Prose and Poetry, by American Authors

William Cullen Bryant - Gift books - 1859 - 312 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound, Or had the black art to dispense A sev'ral sin to ev'ry sense, But felt through all this...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 pages
...on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound, Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense, But felt through all this...
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Spare Hours

John Brown - 1861 - 470 pages
...on some gilded Cloud or flowre My gazing soul would dwell an hour*, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity; Before I taught my tongue to wound My Conscience with a sinfule sound, Or had the black art to dispence A sev'rall sinne to ev'ry sence, • But felt through...
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