 | 1876 - 168 pàgines
...grief, as if it had not been, And grief itself be mortal I He has outsoared the shadow of our might; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain." 128 LETTERS. THE numerous letters of sympathy and condolence that were received by Harry's... | |
 | John Edward Kempe - 1877 - 404 pàgines
...IMITATIO.' 15 monks, however humble, the lines which the poet applies only to the dead : " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy, and calumny, and hate,...self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamonted urn."* Imperfect as may have been his theory of duty, he failed not to win the high grace... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1877 - 514 pàgines
...consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate...mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Xor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, 'With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. XLI.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 290 pàgines
...and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 286 pàgines
...and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | 1878 - 794 pàgines
...antiquity — the imperishable verse remaining, and the lovely and august memory. He has out-soared the shadow of our night. Envy, and Calumny, and Hate,...burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely : he doth bear His part, while the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1878 - 442 pàgines
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch...burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young Dawn... | |
 | 1878 - 800 pàgines
...out-soared the shadow of our night. Envy, and Calumny, and Hate, and Pain, And that unrest which raen miscall Delight, Can touch him not and torture not...burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely : he doth bear His part, while the... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1878 - 772 pàgines
...and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again ; 355 From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is...ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented um. 360 XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he; Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young... | |
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He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again. 
