 You say there is no substance here, One great reality above: Back from that void I shrink in fear And child-like hide myself in love; Show me what angels feel. Till then I cling, a mere weak man, to men. You bid me lift my mean desires From faltering...  Journal - Page 37by International Garden Club - 1919Full view - About this book
 | English poets - 1883 - 364 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above : Back from that void I shrink in fear, And child-like hide myself in love : Show me what angels...lips and fitful veins To sexless souls, ideal quires, My mind with fonder welcome owns One dear dead friend's remembered tones. Forsooth the present we must... | |
 | William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - 394 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above : Back from that void I shrink in fear, And child-like hide myself in love. Show me what angels...faltering lips and fitful veins To sexless souls, ideal choirs, Unwearied voices, wordless strains : My mind with fonder welcome owns One dear dead friend's... | |
 | William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - 402 pages
...You bid me lift my mean desires From faltering lips and fitful veins To sexless souls, ideal choirs, Unwearied voices, wordless strains : My mind with fonder welcome owns One dear dead friend's remember'd tones. Forsooth the present we must give To that which can not pass away ; All beauteous... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 388 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above : Back from that void I shrink in fear, blent Show me what angels feel. Till then, I cling, a mere...mind with fonder welcome owns One dear dead friend's remember' d tones. Forsooth the present we must give To that which cannot pass away ; All beauteous... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above : Back from that void I shrink in fear, And child-like hide myself in love. Show me what angels...feel. Till then, I cling, a mere weak man, to men. Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake ; You bid me lift my mean desires From faltering... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 802 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above : Back from that void I shrink in fear, blent Show me what angels feel. Till then, I cling, a mere weak mail, to men. You bid me lift my mean desires From faltering lips and fitful veins To sexless souls,... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - 1894 - 588 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above: Back from that void I shrink in fear, And child-like hide myself in love. Show me what angels...faltering lips and fitful veins To sexless souls, ideal choirs, Unwearied voices, worldless strains: My mind with fonder welcome owns One dear dead friend's... | |
 | Marie Theresa Villiers Earle - 1899 - 490 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above; Back from that void I shrink in fear, And, child-like, hide myself in love; Show me what angels...faltering lips and fitful veins, To sexless souls, ideal quirts, Unwearied voices, wordless strains; My mind with fonder welcome owns One dear dead friend's... | |
 | Mrs. C. W. Earle - 1899 - 502 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above ; Back from that void I shrink in fear, And, child-like, hide myself in love; Show me what angels...weak man, to men. You bid me lift my mean desires Prom faltering lips and fitful veins, To sexless souls, ideal quires, Unwearied voices, wordless strains... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1901 - 1190 pages
...say there is no substance here, One great reality above: Back from that void I shrink in fear, And child-like hide myself in love : Show me what angels...wordless strains : My mind with fonder welcome owns Forsooth the present we must give To that which cannot pass away; All beauteous things for which we... | |
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