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Side 118
... the gardens of earth and sea , And the stars themselves have flowers for me ,
One blossom of Heaven outblooms them ... Yet - oh , ' tis only the Blest can say
How the waters of Heaven outshine them 118 “ Go , wing thy flight from star to
star.
... the gardens of earth and sea , And the stars themselves have flowers for me ,
One blossom of Heaven outblooms them ... Yet - oh , ' tis only the Blest can say
How the waters of Heaven outshine them 118 “ Go , wing thy flight from star to
star.
Side 119
Go , wing thy flight from star to star , From world to luminous world , as far As the
universe spreads its flaming wall : Take all the pleasures of all the spheres , And
multiply each through endless years , One minute of Heaven is worth them all I ...
Go , wing thy flight from star to star , From world to luminous world , as far As the
universe spreads its flaming wall : Take all the pleasures of all the spheres , And
multiply each through endless years , One minute of Heaven is worth them all I ...
Side 312
With nought but the sea - star to light up her tomb . * " One of the greatest
curiosities found in the Persian Gulf is a fish which the English call Star - fish . It is
circular , and at night very luminous , resembling the full moon surrounded by
rays .
With nought but the sea - star to light up her tomb . * " One of the greatest
curiosities found in the Persian Gulf is a fish which the English call Star - fish . It is
circular , and at night very luminous , resembling the full moon surrounded by
rays .
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