 Turn but a stone, and start a wing ! *Tis ye, 'tis your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendoured thing. But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry ; — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven...  Book Auction Records - Page 263edited by - 1918Full view - About this book
 | Jessie Belle Rittenhouse - English poetry - 1924 - 308 pages
...your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendoured thing. But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry; — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. Yea, in the night, my Soul, my daughter, Cry, — clinging Heaven... | |
 | Laurence Binyon - English poetry - 1924 - 394 pages
...your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendoured thing. But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry ; — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. Yea, in the night, my Soul, my daughter, Cry, — clinging Heaven... | |
 | Clarence Edward Andrews, Milton Oswin Percival - English poetry - 1924 - 624 pages
...your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendoured thing. But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry, — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. Yea, in the night, my Soul, my daughter, Cry, — clinging Heaven... | |
 | Clement Wood - Poets, American - 1925 - 430 pages
...have no different vision. A greater mystic was as specific : But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry; — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the...Jacob's ladder Pitched between Heaven and Charing Cross. Miss Millay builds on: The world stands out on either side No wider than the heart is wide ; Above... | |
 | Bruce Marshall - 1926 - 354 pages
...your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendoured thing. "But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry; — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. "Yea, in the night, my Soul, my daughter, Cry, — clinging Heaven... | |
 | Clarence Edward Andrews, Milton Oswin Percival - English poetry - 1926 - 320 pages
...your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendoured thing. But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry, — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. Yea, in the night, my Soul, my daughter, Cry, — clinging Heaven... | |
 | Edwin Markham - American poetry - 1927 - 378 pages
...your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendored thing. But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry — and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. 2542 To Olivia I FEAR to love thee, Sweet, because Love's the ambassador... | |
 | Oliver W. F. Lodge - Aesthetics - 1927 - 58 pages
...That miss the many-splendoured thing. "But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry — and upon thy sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched between Heaven and Charing Cross." 14 DAY USE RETURN TO DESK FROM WHICH BORROWED Berkeley LOAN DEPT. This book is due on the last date... | |
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