 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 páginas
...mistime us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not a^atn; From the contagion of the world's slow stain lie is secure, and now can never mnurn A heart... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 páginas
...men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; Krom the contagion of the world's elow urge, foam'd like a wounded ррагЫсяа ashes lond an urilnmented urn. XLI. He live*, he wakes— 't is Death is dead, nol... | |
 | 1840 - 974 páginas
...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 grey in vain. in the thought. It is less repulsive than metaphysics, and yet vague enough for all purposes... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 páginas
...worms within our living clay. • XL. He has oiitsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumnv, and hate and pain. And that unrest which men miscall...Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklets ashes load an unlamenled urn. XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Monrn... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 páginas
...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...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mouni A heart grown cold, a head grown grev in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn,... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 456 páginas
...flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. ***** The inheritors of unfulfilled renown, Rose from their... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 páginas
...flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in Vain ; Kor, when the spirit's self has ceased to bum, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. *****... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 564 páginas
...fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar.d the shadow of our night j Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest...and torture not again ; , From the contagion of the world.s slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain... | |
 | Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1844 - 304 páginas
...placed the following stanzas to the memory of LEL under that title. He has outsoared the shadow of the night, Envy, and calumny, and hate, and pain, And...secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold AnoifAis. r. THOU wert not made for happiness on earth, Thy spirit nature had too finely strung With... | |
 | Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1844 - 276 páginas
...to the memory of LEL under that title. He has outsoared the shadow of the night, Envy, and calumoy, and hate, and pain, And that unrest which men miscall...secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold ADO if AH. i. <» THOU wert not made for happiness on earth, Thy spirit nature had too finely strung... | |
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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... 
