 | 1850 - 602 стор.
...breathes such sweetness and sacredness. The key-note of the whole is struck at the beginning : — " I hold it true, whate'er befall ; I feel it when I sorrow most ; "fis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all."* And the same sentiment seeks... | |
 | 1871 - 704 стор.
...tenderness and elegance few prose men of his day could have rivalled. Tennyson's words are these : — " I hold it true, whate'er befall, I feel it when I sorrow moat; "Пз better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all.'" In Mtmoriam, xxvii. Congreve's... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 стор.
...The heart that never plighted troth. But stagnates in the weeds of sloth; Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow rao«t; 'Tis bfttfr to hin-f, brred and /ojl, Than never to hare tared at all. JOSEPH AND nis BRKTHIU.N.—... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 стор.
...The heart that never plighted troth, But stagnates in the weeds of sloth; Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; . Ti- b-lirr to Aa« loetd and roz¡, Than never to have lored at all. JOSEPH лгго HIS BumiosN.—... | |
 | 1850 - 654 стор.
...heart that never plighted troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth ; Nor any want begotten rest. " I hold it true whate'er befall— I feel it when I sorrow most: 'Tig better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all." The reader must already have... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 стор.
...heart that never plighted troth, But stagnates in the weeds of sloth, Nor any want-begotten rest. II hold it true, whate'er befall ; I feel it, when I sorrow most ; 'T is better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. XXVIII. THE time draws near... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 204 стор.
...gives the battle to his hands : A moment while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang: we thought her half-possess'd, She struck such warbling fiiry thro' the words ; And,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 стор.
...gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her half-possessed, She struck such warbling fury through the words ; And,... | |
 | Little footprints - 1854 - 76 стор.
...before, And some are striving still on earth, Their trial is not o'er." HYMNS FOE LITTLE CHILDREN. " I HOLD it true, whate'er befall ; I feel it when I sorrow most, "Pis better to have lov'd and lost, Than never to have lov'd at all." TENNYSON. AND is this all that... | |
 | Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1857 - 328 стор.
...had been reading came to my mind. I said it aloud, watching her, and wondering if it was true — " I hold it true whate'er befall, I feel it when I sorrow most ; 'Tis hetter to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all." Alice turned round to me eagerly with... | |
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Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe,... 
