Chapters 15
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1 01 - Sight - Read by AH 1:23
Sight by Archibald Lampmann. Read for LibriVox.org by Anita Hibbard, August 29, 2022. The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet, if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see, and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near, and life's innumerable harmonies.
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2 02 - Sight - Read by APS 1:16
Sight by Archibald Lampman. Read for LibriVox.org by Adrian Stevens.
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet, if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear. Then should the wonder of this world draw near and life's innumerable harmonies.
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3 03 - Sight - Read by BK 1:05
Sight by Archibald Lampman. Read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Kachuk.
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow. Its knowledge, and its murmur, and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our eyes.
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4 04 - Sight - Read by EL0 1:11
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see, and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near, And life's innumerable harmonies.
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5 05 - Sight - Read by GLN 1:14
Sight by Archibald Lampman.
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze.
Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet, if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see, and open our dull ears to hear, Then should the wonder of this world draw near, and life's innumerable harmonies.
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6 06 - Sight - Read by IK 0:54
Sight by Archibald Lampman. Read for LibriVox.org by Inkel. The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze, our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Our brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim wariness and fear, yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near and life's innumerable harmonies.
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7 07 - Sight - Read by KLA 1:30
Sight by Archibald Lampman. Read for LibriVox.org by Kerry Adams. Your Book Boys. On the 2nd of September, 2022, at Mesa, Arizona.
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know two ends from false? And lofty things from low. Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge, and its murmur, and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers! Still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see, and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near, and life's innumerable harmonies.
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8 08 - Sight - Read by KS 1:09
Sight by Archibald Lampman. Read for LibriVox.org by Kevin S.
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow. Its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near in life's innumerable harmonies.
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9 09 - Sight - Read by LAH 1:08
Sight by Archibald Lampman. Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett.
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow. It's knowledge and it's murmur and it's glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near and life's innumerable harmonies.
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10 10 - Sight - Read by LB 1:09
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze, our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear. Then should the wanderer of this world draw near, and life's innumerable harmonies.
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11 11 - Sight - Read by LCW 1:05
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from faults, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow. Its knowledge in its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near in life's innumerable harmonies.
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12 12 - Sight - Read by LHM 1:24
Mary, August 2022. The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's Frosty ways. Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet If we could but lift our earthward eyes to see and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near and life's innumerable harmonies.
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13 13 - Sight - Read by MEB 1:08
Could we only know true ends from faults, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see, and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near, and life's innumerable harmonies.
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14 14 - Sight - Read by PR 1:24
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music. Could we only know true ends from false, and lofty things from low? Could we but tear away the walls that graze our very elbows in life's frosty ways? Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, Still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. Yet if we could but lift our earthward eyes to see, and open our dull ears to hear, then should the wonder of this world draw near, and life's innumerable harmonies.
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15 15 - Sight - Read by RAJ 1:21
The world is bright with beauty, and its days are filled with music, could we only know. True ends from falls, and lofty things from low. Could we but tear away the walls that greys, Our very elbows in life's frosty ways. Behold the width beyond us with its flow, its knowledge and its murmur and its glow, where doubt itself is but a golden haze. Ah, brothers, still upon our pathway lies the shadow of dim weariness and fear. At if we could but lift our earthward eyes, To see and open our dull ears to hear, Then should the wonder of this world draw near, And life's innumerable harmonies.