 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - Страниц: 1138
...Through time and change, unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to m awaken'd from the dream of life— 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - Страниц: 1002
...embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace ! peace ! ho is not dead, ho doth not sleep — Ho Aud in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings — we decay Like corpses in... | |
 | Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1882 - Страниц: 364
...beautiful as if they had sprung from pure love and sorrow : — " Peace, peace ! lie is not dead, he cloth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — "Tis we, who lost IB stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance, strike with our spirit's... | |
 | Henry Bernard Cotterill - 1882 - Страниц: 430
...for the loftiness of their meaning, entitle Shelley to a place at least beside the greatest poets. " Peace, peace, he is not dead, he doth not sleep : He hath awakened from this dream of life — ***** He has outsoared the shadow of our night : Envy and calumny and hate and... | |
 | John Dennis - 1883 - Страниц: 430
...twenty-six — the greatest English poet, whose genius has been confined within so narrow a limit. " Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep !...visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife." These lines of farewell to Keats were written by his brother-poet, Shelley. Both ... , . . , . . Percy... | |
 | John Dennis - 1883 - Страниц: 426
...twenty-six — the greatest English poet, whose genius has been confined within so narrow a limit. " Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep !...visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife." These lines of farewell to Keats were written by his brother-poet, Shelley. Both ... . ... .' J ,.... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke - 1883 - Страниц: 464
...rage, and pain, And that unrest that men miscall delight, Can touch him not, nor torture him again." "Peace! peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep; He hath awakened from the dream of life." u Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now, Dust to the dust — but the pure spirit shall flow... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke - 1883 - Страниц: 458
...rage, and pain, And that unrest that men miscall delight, Can touch him not, nor torture him again." "Peace! peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep; He hath awakened from the dream of life." " Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now, Dust to the dust — but the pure spirit shall flow... | |
 | Mary Frederica P. Dunbar - 1883 - Страниц: 416
...MACDONALD. Thy grave with rising flowers be dressed, And the green turf lie lightly on thy heart. POPE. Peace ! Peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep. He hath awakened from the dream of life. PB SHELLEY. November 12. Of all her sex most excellent. BUTLER'S Do the work that's nearest, Though... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke - 1883 - Страниц: 466
...rage, and pain, And that unrest that men miscall delight, Can touch him not, nor torture him again." "Peace! peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep; He hath awakened from the dream of life." " Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now, Dust to the dust — but the pure spirit shall flow... | |
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