| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...he could not free; tie builded better than he knew; — The conscious stone to beauty grew. vnowest thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast ? )r how the fish outbuilt her shell, Minting with morn each annual cell ? )r how the sacred pine-tree... | |
| Margaret Fuller, Ralph Waldo Emerson, George Ripley - 1841 - 564 pagina’s
...Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves,...Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
| 1864 - 752 pagina’s
...God ha could not free ; He buildi'd better than he knew ; — The conscious stone to beauty grew. " Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves...outbuilt her shell, Painting with morn each annual cell V Or how the sacred pine-tree adds 'To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles,... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 pagina’s
...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 outbuilt her shell, Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree... | |
| Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1845 - 564 pagina’s
...God he could not free ; He builded better than he knew. The conscious stone to beauty grew. " Know'sl thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and...Or how the sacred pine-tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror laid the tiles. Earth proudly... | |
| 1845 - 452 pagina’s
...Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves,...Painting with morn each annual cell; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
| 1845 - 460 pagina’s
...Himself from God he could not free ; He builded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves,...Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads 1 Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
| Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1845 - 584 pagina’s
...better 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...Or how the sacred pine-tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror laid the tiles. Earth proudly... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 264 pagina’s
...from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew ; — The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves,...Or how the sacred pine-tree adds To her old leaves new myriads'? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror laid the tiles. Earth proudly... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 244 pagina’s
...Himself from God he could not free ; He builded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves...feathers from her breast; Or how the fish outbuilt its shell, Painting with morn each annual cell; Or how the sacred pinetree adds To her old leaves new... | |
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