 | 1871 - 798 pàgines
...crazy sorrow taith. No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. '• T it life, whereof our nerves are scant, O life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that we want 1 " But this disgust of life comes with the decay of vitality ; it comes with the experience... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - 1857 - 324 pàgines
...Lord De Cressy. De Cressy. 13 194 DE CBESST. CHAPTER XIX. 'Tia life whereof our nerves are scant, Ob life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want. TENNISoH. KATHLEEN'S imprisonment within the four walls of her school-room did not last long. Miss... | |
 | Hiram Fuller - 1858 - 374 pàgines
...BEJTTAN ON A TOUR, / AND HERE AND THERE. 'VIVE LA VIE!" " ?Ti9 life whereof our nerves are scant, Oh! life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that we want." TENSYSOH. NEW-YORK: DERBY & JACKSON, PUBLISHERS, 119 NASSAU-STREET. 1858.' PUBLIC LIBRARY... | |
 | 1859 - 620 pàgines
...excesses on which charlatans have built their fortunes. "'Tis life whereof our nerves are scant, Oh ! life, not death, for which we pant, More life, and fuller, that we want" The conclusion that seems to us most fairly deducible from the premises, is that temperate... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pàgines
...breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, 0 life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want." 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the Sabbath... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pàgines
...breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " "Pis life, whereof our nerves are scant, 0 life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want." 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the Sabbath... | |
 | All - 1861 - 304 pàgines
...that it will go on widening and brightening for ever. " 'Tis life whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant, More life, and fuller, that we want ! " And I like to think that my life, all that is noblest and best of it, may come to its perfect... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pàgines
...breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, 0 life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want." 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the Sabbath... | |
 | Charlotte Smith - 1862 - 326 pàgines
...breathes with human breath Hath ever truly longed for death. 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller that we want." The truth contained in these lines of the Laureat came home to Paul as he listened to the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 pàgines
...if I should do This rashness, that which might ensue With this old soul in organs new ? TOL. n. 6 " Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes...which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want." 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the Sabbath... | |
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Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long'd for death. " Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want. 
