| Richard Maurice Bucke - 1883 - 270 lehte
...brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd; Let the old timbers part, I will not part, I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least I know. How is it possible for any one to look into the heart here thrown open, and not recognize what kind... | |
| 1889 - 552 lehte
...old timbers part, I will not part : I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet rrie : Thee, Thee, at least I know. Is it the prophet's thought...I know not even my own work past or present : Dim, ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me, Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition, Mocking,... | |
| 1928 - 556 lehte
...in his country had been justified, is nowhere more beautifully shown than in the Prayer of Columbus: Is it the prophet's thought I speak, or am I raving?...what of myself? I know not even my own work, past or p'csent; Dim, ever-shifting guesses oi it spread b< fore me, Of newer, belli r worlds, their mighty... | |
| Oscar Lovell Triggs - 1893 - 168 lehte
...feels rack'd, bewilder'd, Let the old timbers part ; I will not part, I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least I know." He is pantheistic in sentiment in that he beholds 1 See HH Ellis' translation of Prof. Lombroso's work... | |
| Theodore Frelinghuysen Wolfe - 1895 - 254 lehte
...latest word, here on my knees, Old, poor, and paralyzed, I thank Thee. . . . I will cling to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me. Thee, Thee, at least, I know" — is not the utterance of an irreligious heart. One who has known Whitman long and well testifies that he... | |
| 1896 - 532 lehte
...My brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd, Let the old timbers part, I will not I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least...I raving? What do I know of life? what of myself? 5 know not even my own work past or present, Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me, Of newer... | |
| William Garrett Horder - 1896 - 408 lehte
...brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd, Let the old timbers part, I will not part, I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least I know. WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH VVTHISPERS of heavenly death murmur'd I hear, W Labial gossip of night,... | |
| Walt Whitman - 1897 - 474 lehte
...Drain feels rack'd, bewilder'd, Let the old timbers part, I will not part, I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least...? I know not even my own work past or present, Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me, Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition, Mocking,... | |
| Walt Whitman - 1898 - 322 lehte
...brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd, Let the old timbers part, I will not part, I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least...myself? I know not even my own work past or present, Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me, Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition, Mocking,... | |
| Walt Whitman - 1898 - 320 lehte
...brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd, Let the old timbers part, I will not part, I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me, Thee, Thee at least...? I know not even my own work past or present, Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me, Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition, Mocking,... | |
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