Timbuctoo: A Poem, which Obtained the Chancellor's Medal at the Cambridge Commencement, M.DCCC.XXIX.J. Smith, 1829 - 13 |
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... strange music on the howling winds , And odours rapt from remote Paradise ? Thy sense is clogg'd with dull mortality , Thy spirit fetter'd with the bond of clay : Open thine eyes and see . " I look'd , but not Upon his face , for 7.
... strange music on the howling winds , And odours rapt from remote Paradise ? Thy sense is clogg'd with dull mortality , Thy spirit fetter'd with the bond of clay : Open thine eyes and see . " I look'd , but not Upon his face , for 7.
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... Spirit With supernatural excitation bound Within me , and my mental eye grew large With such a vast circumference of thought , That in my vanity I seem'd to stand Upon the outward verge and bound alone Of full beatitude . Each failing ...
... Spirit With supernatural excitation bound Within me , and my mental eye grew large With such a vast circumference of thought , That in my vanity I seem'd to stand Upon the outward verge and bound alone Of full beatitude . Each failing ...
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... Spirit than I to sway The heart of man : and teach him to attain By shadowing forth the Unattainable ; And step by step to scale that mighty stair Whose landing - place is wrapt about with clouds Of glory ' of Heaven . * With earliest ...
... Spirit than I to sway The heart of man : and teach him to attain By shadowing forth the Unattainable ; And step by step to scale that mighty stair Whose landing - place is wrapt about with clouds Of glory ' of Heaven . * With earliest ...
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... Spirit , The permeating life which courseth through All th ' intricate and labyrinthine veins Of the great vine of Fable , which , outspread With growth of shadowing leaf and clusters rare , Reacheth to every corner under Heaven , Deep ...
... Spirit , The permeating life which courseth through All th ' intricate and labyrinthine veins Of the great vine of Fable , which , outspread With growth of shadowing leaf and clusters rare , Reacheth to every corner under Heaven , Deep ...
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... Spirit : Then parted Heaven - ward on the wing : and I Was left alone on Calpe , and the Moon Had fallen from the night , and all was dark ! NUMISMATE ANNUO DIGNATUM , ET IN CURIA CANTABRIGIENSI RECITATUM COMITIIS 13.
... Spirit : Then parted Heaven - ward on the wing : and I Was left alone on Calpe , and the Moon Had fallen from the night , and all was dark ! NUMISMATE ANNUO DIGNATUM , ET IN CURIA CANTABRIGIENSI RECITATUM COMITIIS 13.
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