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" I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great Ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres Like a vast shadow moved; in which the world And all her train were hurled. "
The North American Review - Page 125
1884
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Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Volume 2

Richard Cattermole - 1836 - 436 pages
...calm as it was bright ; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurl'd. The doting lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain ; Near him his lute, his fancy,...
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Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Volume 2

Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 442 pages
...calm as it was bright ; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurl'd. The doting lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain ; Near him his lute, his fancy,...
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Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].

Gems - 1841 - 624 pages
...calm as it was bright: And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled. The doting lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain ; Near him his lute, his fancy, and his...
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The Sacred Poets of England and America: For Three Centuries

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 pages
...narrow way ! THE WORLD. And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled. The doting lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain ; Near him his lute, his fancy, and his...
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The book of English poetry, with critical and biogr. sketches of the poets

English poetry - 1853 - 552 pages
...calm as it was bright ; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled. The doating lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain ; Near him his lute, his fancy, and his...
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Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Volume 2

George Gilfillan - 1860 - 364 pages
...calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, time, in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled. The doting lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain; Near him, his lute, his fancy, and his...
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Extracts from English Literature

John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 pages
...calm as it was bright ; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurl'd. HENRY VAUGHAN. Or this fair volume which we World do name, If we the sheets and leaves could...
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Specimens, with memoirs, of the less-known British poets. With an ..., Volume 1

George Gilfillan - 1881 - 744 pages
...calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, time, in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Lake a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled. The doting lover in his quaintest strain Did there complain; Near him, his lute, his fancy, and his...
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An Old Shropshire Oak, Volume 1

John Wood Warter - 1886 - 416 pages
...calm as it was bright ; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world, And all her train, were hurled ! Sober thoughts like these are at all events good for Christians as they advance in age, and they...
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The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite ...

1886 - 552 pages
...as it was bright; f And round beneath it, time, ÍH hours, days, 1 years, Driven by the spheres Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled. The doting lover, in his quaintest strain, Did-there complain; Near him his lute, his fancy, and his...
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