 Ah! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine weed, Suffering no flowers except its own to mount? Ah! must — Designer infinite! — Ah! must Thou char the wood ere Thou canst limn with it? My freshness spent its wavering shower i' the dust; And...  War Department Education Manual - Stran 97avtor: United States Armed Forces Institute - 1942Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Francis Thompson - 1893 - 140 strani
...my wrist, Are yielding ; cords of all too weak account For earth with heavy griefs so overplussed. Ah ! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine...dust ; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
 | Francis Thompson - 1893 - 98 strani
...at my wrist, Are yielding; cords of all too weak account For earth with heavy griefs so overplussed. Ah ! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine...its own to mount ? Ah! must— Designer infinite!— 53 My freshness spent its wavering shower i' the dust; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein... | |
 | Gertrude Colmore - 1894 - 394 strani
...the passion of a love that was too strong to cease and too little strong to forgive. CHAPTER XXIII. My freshness spent its wavering shower 'i the dust ; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
 | 1917 - 298 strani
...the emotions was, only a Thompson can adequately portray. In a burst of passion, he boldly exclaims : "Ah! must — Designer infinite! — Ah! must Thou char the wood ere Thou canst limn with it?" Ere the spiritual can triumph, the material must be entirely eradicated. How this is to be effected,... | |
 | Henry Charles Beeching - 1903 - 460 strani
...my wrist, Are yielding : cords of all too weak account For earth with heavy griefs so overplussed. Ah ! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine...dust ; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
 | Charles Wesley Emerson - 1905 - 142 strani
...pulled my life upon me ; grimmed with smears, I stand amid the dust o' the moulded years — VIII. Designer infinite ! — Ah ! must Thou char the wood...dust ; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
 | Francis Thompson - 1908 - 176 strani
...at my wrist, Are yielding; cords of all too weak account For earth with heavy griefs so overplussed. Ah! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine...dust; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
 | Roberto Bracco - 1908 - 156 strani
...— and we are tempted to echo his own words, written in retrospect, yet felt none the less keenly: ' Ah ! must — Designer infinite! — Ah ! must thou char the wood ere thou canst limn with it ?' It is now for us to turn to his poems, that we may see the wonders he has accomplished in so brief... | |
 | Francis Thompson - 1910 - 178 strani
...at my wrist, Are yielding; cords of all too weak account For earth with heavy griefs so overplussed. Ah! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine...dust; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
 | 1910 - 332 strani
...at my wrist, Are yielding; cords of all too weak account For earth with heavy griefs so overplussed. Ah! is Thy love indeed A weed, albeit an amaranthine...dust; And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever From the dank thoughts that shiver Upon the sighful branches... | |
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