 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 psl.
...tent which I am quitting, Is a garment no more lilting, Is a cage from which, at last, Like a^hawk my soul hath passed. Love the inmate, not the room,...plume Of the falcon, not the bars Which kept him from these splendid stars. Loving friends! Be wise and dry Straightway every weeping eye, What ye lift... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1866 - 752 psl.
...hut which I am quitting, Was a garment, no more fitting , Was a cage, whcrefrom, at hist Like a bird, my soul hath passed. Love the inmate, not the room, The wearer, not the garb the plume Of the eagle, not the bars Which kept him from the splendid stars. Loving friends ! be wise and dry Straightway... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 psl.
...hut which l am quitting, Is a garment no more fitting, Is a cugi; from whicb, at last, Like a hawk my soul hath passed. Love the inmate, not the room,... The wearer, not the garb, the plume Of the faleon, not the bars Which kept him from those splendid stars. Loving friends! Be wise and dry Straightway... | |
 | Giles Badger Stebbins - 1877 - 276 psl.
...Love the inmate, not the room ; The wearer, not the garb ; the plume Of the eagle, not the bars That kept him from those splendid stars. Loving friends,...weeping eye. What ye lift upon the bier Is not worth a single tear. 'Tis an empty sea-shell, one Out of which the pearl has gone : The shell is broken, it... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1877 - 348 psl.
...Love the inmate, not the room ; The wearer, not the garb ; the plume Of the eagle, not the bars That kept him from those splendid stars. " Loving friends...weeping eye. What ye lift upon the bier Is not worth a single tear. 'Tis an empty sea-shell, one Out of which the pearl is gone ; The shell is broken, it... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1877 - 338 psl.
...hut which I am quitting ; Is a garment no more fitting ; Is a cage, from which, at last, Like a bird, my soul hath passed. Love the inmate, not the room ; The wearer, not the garb ; the plume Of the eagle, not the bars That kept him from those splendid stars. " Loving friends ! be wise and dry Straightway... | |
 | 1877 - 448 psl.
...quitting, Is a garment no more fitting, Is a cage from which, at last, Like a bird my sqnl has passed. Love the inmate, not the room The wearer, not the garb the plume Of the eagle, not the bars That kept him from those splendid stars ! Loving friends ! Be wise, and dry Straightway... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 290 psl.
...hut which I am quitting, Is a garment no more fitting, Is a cage from which, at last, Like a bird, my soul hath passed. Love the inmate, not the room, The wearer, not the garb, the plume Of the eagle, not the bars That kept him from those splendid stars. Loving friends ! Be wise and dry Straightway... | |
 | George Melville Baker - 1878 - 122 psl.
...Like a bird my soul has passed. The wearer, not the garb; the plume Of the eagle, not the bars That kept him from those splendid stars. Loving friends!...wise, and dry Straightway every weeping eye. What we lift upon the bier Is not worth a single tear : 'Tis an empty sea-shell, one Out of which the... | |
 | Sir Edwin Arnold - 1880 - 276 psl.
...tent which I am quitting, Is a garment no more fitting, Is a cage from which, at last, Like a hawk my soul hath passed. Love the inmate, not the room,...plume Of the falcon, not the bars Which kept him from these splendid stars. Loving friends ! Be wise and dry Straightway every weeping eye, What ye lift... | |
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I am not the thing you kiss; Cease your tears, and let it lie; It was mine, it is not I. 
