 | 1832 - 952 strani
...Lo, trees and flowers all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall the immortal sons of God Be senseless aa the trodden clod, And darker than the tomb ? No! By the MIND of Man! By the swart AUTISAN ! By GOD, onr SI UK I Our souls have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall... | |
 | Ebenezer Elliott - 1833 - 290 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo, heav'ns bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom! And shall the mortal sons of God, Be senseless as...have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its fire. By earth, and hell, and heav'n, The shroud of souls is riven ! Mind,... | |
 | Ebenezer Elliott - 1833 - 286 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo, heav'ns bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall the mortal sons of God, Be senseless as...have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its fire. By earth, and hell, and heav'n, The shroud of souls is riven ! Mind,... | |
 | Songs - 1833 - 142 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo! heav'ns bright bow is glad; Lo ! trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom! And shall the mortal sons of God, Be senseless as the trodden elod, And darker than the tomb ? No, by the MIND of man ! By the swart artisan ! Is light, and hope,... | |
 | Ebenezer Elliott - 1834 - 300 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo, heav'ns bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall the mortal sons of God, Be senseless as...have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its fire. By earth, and hell, and heav'n, The shroud of souls is riven ! Mind,... | |
 | THE EDINBURGH REVIEW - 1835 - 572 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo, heav'n's bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom I And shall the mortal sons of God Be senseless as the...have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its fire. By earth, and hell, and heav'n, The shroud of souls is riven ! Mind,... | |
 | 1835 - 568 strani
...mortal sons of God Be senseless as the trodden clod, And darker than the tomb ? No, by the mind of man I By the swart artisan ! By God, our sire ! Our souls...have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its fire. By earth, and hell, and heav'n, The shroud of souls is riven I Mind,... | |
 | 1836 - 206 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo, Heaven's bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall the mortal sons of GOD Be senseless as the trodden clod, And darker than Ihe lomb ? No, by the miiitl of man ! By the swart anisan ! By GOD, our sire ! Our souls have holy... | |
 | 1839 - 446 strani
...her pensive rays. Lo, heaven's bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers, all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall the mortal sons of God Be senseless as the...than the tomb ? No, by the MIND of Man ! By the swart Artizan ! By God, our Sire ! Our souls have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall... | |
 | Ebenezer Elliott - 1840 - 194 strani
...her pensive lays. Lo, heaven's bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall the mortal sons of God Be senseless as the...have holy light within, And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its fire. By earth, and hell, and heav'n, The shroud of souls is riven ! Mind,... | |
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Then rose the embattled corn ; Then floods of praise ' Flow'd o'er the sunny hills of noon ; And then, in stillest night, the moon Pour'd forth her pensive lays. Lo, heaven's bright bow is glad ! Lo, trees and flowers all clad In glory, bloom ! And shall... 
