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" As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard... "
The Poetical Works - Стр. 56
авторы: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - Страниц: 246
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Proceedings of the Linnean Society of New South Wales, Том 61

Linnean Society of New South Wales - 1936
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Tennyson's Complete Works: (Including Queen Mary)

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1876
...For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnisVd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life...to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From tliat eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; an'd vile it were For some three suns...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - Страниц: 379
...for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end. To rust unburnish d, not to shine Ln use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on...spirit yearning in desire To follow Knowledge like a sink ing star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Tclemachus, To whom...
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Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland ..., Том 31

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1879
...to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : bnt every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something...spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom...
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The Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - Страниц: 665
...For ever and for ever when I move. Mow dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life...spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom...
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The Complete Works of Alfred Tennyson

1879
...ever when l move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburmsh'd, not to shine iu nee! As tho' to breathe were life. Life. piled on life...spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom...
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Education, Том 88

1968
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Masterpieces of English Literature: Being Typical Selections of British and ...

William Swinton - 1880 - Страниц: 638
...in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me 25 Little remains ; but every hour is saved From that...hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire 30 To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son,...
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The secret of success; or, How to get on in the world

William Henry Davenport Adams - 1880
...Whittier. " How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all...silence, something more, A bringer of new things." — Tennyson. " Thrift of time will repay you in after-life with a usury of profit beyond your most...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - Страниц: 534
...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all...saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringor of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray...
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