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" I long for scenes where man has never trod, A place where woman never smiled or wept; There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept: Untroubling and untroubled where I lie, The grass below — above the vaulted sky. "
New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register - Page 444
1865
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Littell's Living Age, 82. köide

1864 - 640 lehte
...far more strangers than the rest. " I long for scenes where mnn has never trod, A place where womnn never smiled or wept, There to abide with my Creator God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie, The grass below, — above, the vaulted sky." It is a sad picture...
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Littell's Living Age, 89. köide

1866 - 924 lehte
...living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all that's dear. Even those I loved the best Arc strange — nay, they are stranger than the ¡ long for scenes where man has never trod, For scenes...
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Revue moderne, 43. köide

1867 - 612 lehte
...loved the best Are strange-nay the yare stranger lhan the rest. 1 long for scenes where man hasnever trod, For scenes where woman never smiled or wept; There to abide with my crealor, bod, \ml sleep, as I in childwood sweetly slept, pull of higli thougts unborn. So let me lie,...
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Biographical Sketches of Remarkable People: Chiefly from Personal ...

Spencer Timothy Hall - 1873 - 478 lehte
...living sea of waking dreamf Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys. But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all that's dear. Even those I loved...wept ; There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep ns I in childhood sweetly slept, Full of high thoughts unborn. So let mo lie. The grass below ; above,...
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The Journal of Psychological Medicine and Mental Pathology, 4. köide

1878 - 368 lehte
...of my life's esteems, And e'en the dearest — that I loved the best — Are strange — nay, rather stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man has never trod, A place where woman never smiled or wept ; There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood...
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The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 lehte
...the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life nor But the huge shipwreck of my own es.teem, And all that's dear. Even those I loved...best Are strange — nay, they -are stranger than I long for scenes where man has never trod, For scenes where woman never smiled or wept ; There to...
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Harper's Cyclop¿dia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 lehte
...living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my st are all that cannot pass away. Go thou to Rome, — at o Aro strange — nay, they are stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man has never trod, For...
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Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 lehte
...living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither souse of life iior joys, But the hngo shipwreck of my sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With while, round, polished pebbles spre — imy, they are stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man has never trod, For scenes where...
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Alden's Cyclopedia of Universal Literature: Presenting Biographical and ...

1886 - 494 lehte
...Where there is neither sense of life nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all that 's dear. Even those I loved the best Are strange : —...never trod For scenes where woman never smiled or wepi ; There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep, us I in childhood sweetly slept, Full of high...
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THE GOLDEN TREASURY

FRANCIS T. PALGRAVE - 1906 - 538 lehte
...living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all that's dear. Even those I loved...strange — nay, they are stranger than the rest. I Second Series 229 I long for scenes where man has never trod — For scenes where woman never smiled...
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