 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 pages
...stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? Let me, at least, Here, in the shadow of this aged wood, Offer one hymn — thrice happy, if it find... | |
 | Mary Forrest - 1866 - 564 pages
...'The groves were God's first temples,' " she repeated softly, and Lynn continued the noble lines — " Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years. neglect...Only among the crowd, and under roofs That our frail bands have raised?" Charley smiled dubiously, but held his pence. The crowd thickened with their advance.... | |
 | Mary Forrest - 1866 - 556 pages
...repeated softly, and Lynn continued the noble lines— " Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper yean, neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore. Only...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? " Charley smiled dubiously, but held his peace. The crowd thickened with their advance. Horses were... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 pages
...tops,—stole over him, and bow'd His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? Let me, at least, Here, in the shadow of this aged wood, Offer one hymn—thrice happy, if it find... | |
 | Archibald Hamilton Bryce - 1869 - 344 pages
...stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...and under roofs That our frail hands have raised? Let me, at least Here, in the shadow of this aged wood, Oifer one hymn — thrice, happy, if it find... | |
 | 1869 - 310 pages
...stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? Let me, at least, Here, in the shadow of this aged wood, Offer one hymn — thrioe happy, if it find... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? . . . Here is continual worship ; — nature here, In the tranquillity that thou dost love, Enjoys... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pages
...stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. r flower But 't was the first to fade away. I never nursed Î Let me, at least, Here, in the shadow of this aged wood, Oder one hymn, — thrice happy if it find... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1871 - 410 pages
...tops, stole over him and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? " THE CLESURAL PAUSE. The " caesura " is a peculiar pause of the sense in the line •which breaks... | |
 | John Charles Curtis - 1872 - 168 pages
...breath that swayed at once His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible Majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect...crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ? Let me, at least Here, in the shadow of this aged wood, Offer one hymn—thrice happy, if it find... | |
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And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs, and from the sound Of the invisible breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless Power And inaccessible... 
