Yesterday, To-day, and For Ever: Book XII. – The Many Mansions (Edward Henry Bickersteth Poems)
Yet once more, Harp of prophecy, once moreFondly I come soliciting thine aid;By whose celestial minstrelsy inspiredThe saintly Enoch walk'd ...
Yet once more, Harp of prophecy, once moreFondly I come soliciting thine aid;By whose celestial minstrelsy inspiredThe saintly Enoch walk'd ...
While o'er thine infancy thy mother smiled, A thousand wishes all her thoughts beguiled: To see thine opening youth to ...
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