 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pagina’s
...through Hope's deluding glass 5 As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air, Which to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear ; Still we tread the same coarse way, The present's still a cloudy day. O may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pagina’s
...through Hope's deluding glass ; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colors of the air, Which to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear ; Still we tread the same coarse way, The present's still a cloudy day. 0 may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pagina’s
...through Hope's deluding glass ; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colors of the air, Which to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear ; Still we tread the same coarse way, The present's still a cloudy day. O may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 pagina’s
...through hope's deluding glass ; As yon summits soft and fair Clad in colours of the air, Which to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appe'ar ; Still we tread the same coarse way, The present's still a cloudy day. O may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 574 pagina’s
...through Hope's deluding glass. As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colors of the air, Which, to those /?v^ ` `>\H`@\ ` `X` ` ` _ _~] Y Yc] `w` ` _ _\X same coarse way ; The present 's still a cloudy day. ASPIRATIONS AFTER A WELL-HARMONIZED, WELL-TONKD... | |
 | James Clement Moffat - 1856 - 300 pagina’s
...later and a greater poet : " As yon summits, soft and fair, Clad in colors of the air, Which to those who journey near Barren, brown, and rough appear : Still we tread the same coarse way, The present 's still a cloudy day." Here distinctly lies the radical idea of the opening... | |
 | 1856 - 754 pagina’s
...Siege! 3n bet J>offnung fa[f*fm Sief»e, jeiu tuft' gen fyvfy'n rn Ssmtjtn i<i$ unb Which to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear; Still we tread the same coarse way, The present's still a cloudy day. O may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 pagina’s
...through Hope's deluding glass. As yon summits, soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air, Which, to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear ; Still we tread the same coarse way ; The present's still a cloudy day. Oh ! may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | 1864 - 148 pagina’s
...through Hope's deluding glass, As yon summits, soft and fair, Clad in colors of the air, Which, to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear ; Still we tread the same coarse way : The present's still a cloudy day. 0 may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1858 - 608 pagina’s
...through hope's deluding glass; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of He air, Which, to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear; Still we tread the same coarse way, The present 's still a cloudy day. O may I with myself agree, And never covet what... | |
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As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day. 
