...a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...While on mine ear it rings. Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll I Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...he took it away to the heavenly temple, where it belonged, — a living form of spiritual beauty. Is not our Pilgrim working on the marble of character? Behold it, by and by! " Build thee more cutely mansions, O my Moll As the swift seasons roll, Leave thy low-vaulted Put I Let each new temple,...

...of the nautilus, as through the deep caves of thought he hears a voice that sings : — "Build tbee more stately mansions, O my soul. As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low vaulted past ! Lot each iicw temple, nobler than tho last, Shut thee from heavou with a dome more vast. Till thon...

...will not fret about the future, but will try now to do with my might whatever is in my power. " Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...year, he — the poet — hears a voice — the voice of his poetic nature — which sings : " Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...by friends, and through the ongoing of time as it enlightens and changes us. — [Mountford.] Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

...-resolve which our loved poet Holmes has made the crowning stanza to his most beautiful poem : — " Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past 1 Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...