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" My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies,... "
Magazine for the young - Page 13
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The Keepsake

Gift books - 1837 - 428 pages
...The shadows of the convent towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours, That lead me to my Lord. Make thou my spirit pure...frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year, That on my bosom lies. As these white robes are soiled and dark To yonder shining ground, As this pale taper's...
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The Keepsake for ....

Gift books - 1837 - 432 pages
...The shadows of the convent towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours, That lead me to my Lord. Make thou my spirit pure...frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year, That on my bosom lies. As these white robes are soiled and dark To yonder shining ground, As this pale taper's...
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Flowers and their associations

Anne Pratt - Botany - 1840 - 448 pages
...of the laurustinus and the crocus? And who is not willing to say with the poet, to its Maker — '* Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year, That on my bosom lies." This flower is often in bloom from the month of January until spring has quite taken...
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The Christian Remembrancer, Volume 4

Christianity - 1842 - 740 pages
...The shadows of the convenMowers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : • Make Thou my spirit...That in my bosom lies. " As these white robes are soil'd and dark, To yonder shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure...the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year II. As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year ST. AGNES, n. As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder...taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb, My spirit before Thee ; So in mine earthly house I am, To that I hope...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pages
...The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure...first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. II. As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly...
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The Church of England quarterly review, Volume 16

1844 - 530 pages
...Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord. Make llmu my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies,...first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies." Tennyson, vol. ii., p. 171. These two last lines are of the very highest order of poetry. But the lustrous...
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The Living Age, Volume 274

Literature - 1912 - 880 pages
...vapor goes:1 May my soul follow soon. . . . Make thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skiea, Or this first snowdrop of the year That In 'my bosom lies. Yet what leagues of thought, what uncrossed oceans, separate the two! Much is accounted for, perhaps,...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure...first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. II. As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly...
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