| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 strani
...the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe ; The hand that rounded 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;... | |
| 740 strani
...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,... | |
| Margaret Fuller, Ralph Waldo Emerson, George Ripley - 1841 - 564 strani
...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... | |
| 1864 - 752 strani
...the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe ; The hand that rounded Peter's dome, 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... | |
| 1845 - 458 strani
...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... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 strani
...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... | |
| 1845 - 564 strani
...Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe. The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the...than he knew. The conscious stone to beauty grew. " Know'sl thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast ? Or how the... | |
| Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1845 - 584 strani
...Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe. 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 ne»t Of leaves, and feathers from her breast ? Or how the... | |
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