 | Walt Whitman, Richard Maurice Bucke, Thomas Biggs Harned, Horace Traubel - 1919 - 924 sider
...on their backs with arms toss'd wide, Pour down your unstinted nimbus sacred moon. IReconciHatton. WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that...softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; t, For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, 1 look where he lies white-faced and still... | |
 | Elmer Stetson Harden - 1919 - 264 sider
...what Walt Whitman wrote after the victory of our Civil War, and behold the ideal. "Reconciliation, Word over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that...incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soiled world; For my enemy is dead, a man as divine as myself is dead, 243 ' I look where he lies white-faced... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1920 - 450 sider
...dead on their backs with arms toss'd wide, Pour down your unstinted nimbus sacred moon. RECONCILIATION WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that...man divine as myself is dead, I look where he lies white- faced and still in the coffin — I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1921 - 342 sider
...this scene, Pour softly down night's nimbus floods on faces ghastly, swollen, purple, RECONCILIATION WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that...man divine as myself is dead, I look where he lies white- faced and still in the coffin — I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the... | |
 | Arthur Clutton-Brock - 1921 - 204 sider
...he never spoke so seriously or with a beauty so hard-won as in the poem called Reconciliation :— Word over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that...its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, II That the hand of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this... | |
 | Arthur Clutton-Brock - 1921 - 210 sider
...sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, II That the hand of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soiled world ; For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, I look where he lies white-faced... | |
 | Stuart Pratt Sherman - 1922 - 364 sider
...above some Rebel soldier in the old Washington days — the bearded angel of spiritual Reconstruction: Word over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that...my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, 1 look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin — I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly... | |
 | William Taylor - 1922 - 162 sider
...been steadily employed to complete and delight me. Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul, etc. Hands of the sisters, Death and Night .incessantly,...softly wash again and ever again this soil'd world." "When once," Bacon says, "the mind has placed before it noble aims, it is immediately surrounded—not... | |
 | William Lee Richardson, Jesse M. Owen - 1922 - 544 sider
...WoundDresser," and the solemnly tender "Reconciliation," so brief and simple, and yet so deeply satisfying : "Word over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must hi time be utterly lost, That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again,... | |
 | Stuart Pratt Sherman - 1922 - 362 sider
...hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soil'd world; Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, 1 look where he lies white-faced and still in... | |
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