For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Thou earnest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth...
Pilgrimages to English shrines, with notes and illustr. by F.W. Fairholt - Página 47
por Anna Maria Hall - 1850
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