 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 of Alfred Tennyson - Стр. 56авторы: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - Страниц: 246Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1879 - Страниц: 314
...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - Страниц: 688
...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... | |
 | 1879 - Страниц: 524
...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... | |
 | William Swinton - 1880 - Страниц: 694
...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,... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1880 - Страниц: 388
...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... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - Страниц: 584
...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... | |
 | 1881 - Страниц: 654
...For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust untarnished, 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." strange to Greek ears ; but there is not a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881 - Страниц: 742
...For ever and for ever when I move, llnw 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, Heyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom... | |
 | 1881 - Страниц: 504
...to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : hut 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." strange to Greek ears ; but there is not a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1882 - Страниц: 656
...For ever and for ever when I move. How 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 smking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. man ULYSSES. This is my son, mine own Telemachus,... | |
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