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...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chorda with might ; Sm< •« the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many...

...I luw'd 'er a vast sight moor fur it : reason why. And then listen to the hero of " Locksley Hall": Love took up the harp of Life and smote on all the...Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Or take the passion of exploration, the strong desire to push out across new seas into new worlds,...

...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng' d my pulses with...

...PAGES OF THIS STOET, I NOW DEDICATE IT, IN MEMORY OF THE DATS WHEN IT WAS IN COURSE OF COMPLETION. Love took up the Harp of Life and smote on all the...with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that trembling passed in music out of sight TEJWYSON. Einen einz'gen vollen Becher Ohne Wermuth schenk' mir ein Einmal,...

...thought ; " happiness that will draw her out of self — ' Lore took up the harp of life, and emote on all the chords with might, Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.' Yes, that is it. I have remembered those words ever since she read them...

...for a moment in the shadowy room, and the sound of a woman's short, quick, gasping sob ; then Eleanor Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. " I will go," she breathed, and with a sudden movement cast herself upon Aunt Tryphena's neck, and...

...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with...

...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with...

...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with...