...Bible old ; The litanies of nations came, Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe ; The hand...Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, v IVrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; tie builded better than he knew;...

...an eqnal date With Andes and with Ararat, The hand that ronnded Peter's dome, And groined the isles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity ; Himself from God he conld not free ; He bnilded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew." When we speak,...

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...Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and wo. The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the...than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast : Or how the fish...

...Bible old ; The litanies of nations came Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe ; The hand...And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in sad sincerity; Himself from God ha could not free ; He buildi'd better than he knew ; — The conscious...

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...always, perhaps seldom, able to explain itself. There is a truth in these lines of Emerson : — " The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the...than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew." The true ontology is expressed in the first verse of Genesis : " In principio creavit Deus caslum et...

...that might be found ; but they are the only ones we have at hand. The first is from " The Problem." " The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the...sincerity. Himself from God he could not free ; He buildcd better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's...

...The hand that rounded Peter's dome, Wrought in a sad sincerity. Himself from God he could not tree; He builded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast; Or bow the fish...

...Bible old ; The litanies of nations came, Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe. The hand...than he knew. The conscious stone to beauty grew. " Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's ne»t Of leaves, and feathers from her breast ? Or how the...