 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848 - 372 стор.
...am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch where thro' Gleams that untravel'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unbumish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,... | |
 | 1900 - 676 стор.
...of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Shakspeare, ' Troilus and Cressida,' III. iii. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! Tennyson, 'Ulysses.' E. YARDLEY. GEORGE WITHER. (See ante, p. 300.)—... | |
 | Chemical Society (Great Britain) - 1917 - 612 стор.
...from work ; he was ever moved, in fact, by the purpose made manifest by Ulysses in Tennyson's lines : How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use. Just as in early life he had a remarkable command of chemistry, so... | |
 | 1900 - 614 стор.
...of fashion, like a rusty mail in monumental mockery. Shakspeare, ' Troilus and Cressida,' III. iii. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished. Dot to shine in use ! Tennyson, 'Ulysses.' E. YARDLEY. QEOBGE WITHER. (See ante, p. 300.)... | |
 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1851 - 434 стор.
...experience is an arch where through Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I 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 too... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 стор.
...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I 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 too... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 стор.
...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I 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 too... | |
 | M. Edgeworth Lazurus - 1852 - 458 стор.
...experience is an arch where through Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I 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 too... | |
 | M. Edgeworth Lazarus - 1852 - 470 стор.
...is an arch where tbrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever w hen I 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 lift Were all too little,... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 стор.
...Spanish of Pntdentius. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch where thro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades...not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Tennyson. VALOUR. VANITY. 653 VALOUR. -HE That kills himself t' avoid misery, fears it; And at the... | |
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And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro... 
