 Virtue ! when thy clime I seek, Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping from its wing, Just sparkle in the solar glow And plunge again to depths below. But, when I leave the grosser throng With...  Poetry and Pictures from Thomas Moore - Pagina 15door Thomas Moore - 1858 - 336 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Thomas Moore - 1806 - 374 pagina’s
...again, the soul may sink ! Oh Virtue ! when thy clime I seek, Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping...stain away, And, panting for thy purer air, Fly up at once and fix me there ! EPISTLE II. TO MISS M E. FROM NORFOLK, IN VIRGINIA, NOVEMBER, 1803. IN days,... | |
 | William Barker Daniel - 1813 - 568 pagina’s
...again, the Soul may sink ! Oh! VIRTUE, when thy Clime I seek, Let not my Spirit's Flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble Thing, With Brine still dropping...so long, Let me, in that aspiring Day,, Cast every ling'ring Stain away, And, panting for thy purer Air, Fly up at once and fix me there ! With the Complimentary... | |
 | William Barker Daniel - 1813 - 820 pagina’s
...again, the Soul may sink ! Oh! VIBTUE, when thy Clime I seek, Let not my Spirit's Flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble Thing, With Brine still dropping from its Wing, Just sparkle in the War Glow, And plunge again to Depths below. But when I leave the grosser Throng With whom my Soul hath... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 pagina’s
...whea thy cüme I seek, Let not my spirits ßight be weak: Lei me not, like this feeble thing, IVith brine still dropping from its wing, Just sparkle in the solar glow, And pkmge again to depths btlow ; But , when l Uave the grosser throng With whom my soul hath dwelt.to... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 344 pagina’s
...again, the soul may sink ! Oh Virtue ! when thy clime I seek, Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping...stain away, And, panting for thy purer air, Fly up at once and fix me there ! EPISTLE II. TO MISS M E. TO MISS M—E. FROM NORFOLK, IK VIRGINIA, NOVEMBER,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 348 pagina’s
...again, the soul may sink ! Oh Virtue ! when thy clime I seek, Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping...below ; But, when I leave the grosser throng With whom ray soul hath dwelt so long, Let me, in that aspiring day, Cast every lingering stain away, And, panting... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 340 pagina’s
...again, tlic soul may sink 1 ' Oh Virtue! when thy clime I seek. Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping...glow, And plunge again to depths below ; But, when 1 leave the grosser throng With whom my soul hath dwelt so long. Let me, in that aspiring day, Cast... | |
 | 1826 - 492 pagina’s
...the soul may sink ! Oh ! Virtue, when thy clime I seek, i Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let mo not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping...Just sparkle in the solar glow, And plunge again to doubts below : But, when I leave the grosser throng With whom my soul has dwelt so long, Let me, in... | |
 | 1826 - 434 pagina’s
...again, the soul may sink! Oh, Vhtue ! when thy clime I seek, Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping from its win^. Just sparkle in the solar glow, And plunge again to depths below; But, when I leave the grosser... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 pagina’s
...(¡low, And plunge again to depths below; but, «hen I léate the grosser throng With whom my soul halh dwelt so long, Let me, in that aspiring day, Cast...stain away, And, panting for thy purer air, Fly up at once and Hi me there ! EPISTLE II. TO MISS M E. г«ом nouout, IR Tiietnu. üovixaii, i8oí. Ь days,... | |
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