 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 psl.
...feathers from her breast ? )r how the fish outbuilt her shell, Minting with morn each annual cell ? )r how the sacred pine-tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Vhilst love and terror laid the tiles. larth proudly wears the Parthenon, As the best gem upon her... | |
 | Margaret Fuller, Ralph Waldo Emerson, George Ripley - 1841 - 564 psl.
...better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast : Or how the...Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
 | 1864 - 752 psl.
...than he knew ; — The conscious stone to beauty grew. " Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves and feathers from her breast ? Or how the...outbuilt her shell, Painting with morn each annual cell V Or how the sacred pine-tree adds 'To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 psl.
...beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast; Or bow the fish outbuilt her shell, Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads I Such and so grew these holy piles Whilst love and terror... | |
 | 1845 - 460 psl.
...better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast ; Or how the...Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads 1 Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
 | 1845 - 452 psl.
...better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast; Or how the...Painting with morn each annual cell; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 244 psl.
...better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'st thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves and feathers from her breast; Or how the fish outbuilt its shell, Painting with morn each annual cell; Or how the sacred pinetree adds To her old leaves new... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 psl.
...better than he knew, ,The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'stthou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast ; Or how the...Painting with morn each annual cell ; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads ? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
 | 164 psl.
...thanksgiving, is the child of enthusiasm and rapture. "Know'st thou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves and feathers from her breast ? Or how the...morn, each annual cell ? Or how the sacred pine-tree adda To her old leaves new myriads? Such, and so grew these holy piloe, Whilst love and terror laid... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 psl.
...better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew. Know'stthou what wove yon wood-bird's nest Of leaves, and feathers from her breast; Or how the...Painting with morn each annual cell; Or how the sacred pine tree adds To her old leaves new myriads? Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror... | |
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Such and so grew these holy piles, Whilst love and terror laid the tiles. Earth proudly wears the Parthenon As the best gem upon her zone... 
