 So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained...  The Little Book of American Poets, 1787-1900 - Página 17editado por - 1915 - 306 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 432 páginas
...that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon ; but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
 | 1856 - 586 páginas
...moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent Halls of death. Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night. Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy gravt Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
 | Songs - 1856 - 712 páginas
...that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 412 páginas
...that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon ; but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
 | 1856 - 570 páginas
...that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon ; but sustain'd and sooth'd By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one that draws the drapery... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 416 páginas
...that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon ; but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
 | 1008 páginas
...sow. !!, That the sexton tosses his arms in sleep And dreams he is ringing a funeral knell I TB RUB. The Death of the Flowers. THE melancholy days are come, the saddest o) the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadow: brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of... | |
 | Clement Moore Butler - 1856 - 308 páginas
...moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, We go not like the quarry-slave at night Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach the grave Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 páginas
...that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death. Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave. Like one that draws the drapery... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 páginas
...moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustain'd and sooth'd By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of... | |
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