Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... glory's throne . ‡ Till evil came , and blighted Thy long - loved olive - tree ; - || And Salem's shrines were lighted For other gods than Thee . Then sunk the star of Solyma- Then passed her glory's day , Like heath that , in the ...
... glory's throne . ‡ Till evil came , and blighted Thy long - loved olive - tree ; - || And Salem's shrines were lighted For other gods than Thee . Then sunk the star of Solyma- Then passed her glory's day , Like heath that , in the ...
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... glory - throne , Stars , His guiding hand that own , Flowers , that grow beneath our feet , Stones , in earth's dark ... glory seemed to swim . No more could stars ' or planets ' spell The stripling's eye enchant , He only urged his sire ...
... glory - throne , Stars , His guiding hand that own , Flowers , that grow beneath our feet , Stones , in earth's dark ... glory seemed to swim . No more could stars ' or planets ' spell The stripling's eye enchant , He only urged his sire ...
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... glory to his holy name , from whom all glories are ; And glory to our Sovereign Lord , King Henry of Navarre ! T. B. MACAULEY . LABORERS ' NOON - DAY HYMN . Up to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn , And he ...
... glory to his holy name , from whom all glories are ; And glory to our Sovereign Lord , King Henry of Navarre ! T. B. MACAULEY . LABORERS ' NOON - DAY HYMN . Up to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn , And he ...
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