 | S. J. C. - 1901 - 478 Seiten
...perhaps a year. Angels are men in lighter habit clad, High o'er celestial mountains wing'd in flight ; And men are angels, loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with pain And slipp'ry step, the bottom of the steep. Nor are our brothers thoughtless of their kin ; Yet absent,... | |
 | Eric Partridge - 1924 - 284 Seiten
...touch of romance, as we may see : . By passionately loving life, we make Loved life unlovely ; — Men are angels, loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with pain, And slippery step, the bottom of the steep ; — Creation sleeps, 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood... | |
 | 1833 - 798 Seiten
...namely, that " Angels are nun in lighter habit clad, High o'er celestial mountains winged in flight ; And men are angels loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with pain, And slippery step, the bottom of the steep. Angels their failings, mortals have their praise. While here,... | |
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Though yet unsung, as deem'd, perhaps, too bold ? Angels are men of a superior kind ; Angels are men in lighter habit clad, High o'er celestial mountains wing'd in flight ; And men are angels, loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with... 
