 | Schools - 1799 - 198 стор.
...of that rest which remains for the people of God, could hardly be presented than in the instance of this " Gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge...star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought."* All his conclusions terminated in the vague conjectures of unsatisfied intellectual desire for a better... | |
 | 1856 - 834 стор.
...of battle with my peers Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met. Vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning with desire To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle— Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — . Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This... | |
 | 1844 - 714 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This... | |
 | 1845 - 732 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — 1845.] [July, Well loved of me, discerning... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This... | |
 | George Henry Lewes - 1845 - 258 стор.
...forget, that it is to these early thinkers that we owe our modern science. Had there not been many a " Gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge,...star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought,"* -we should not have been able to travel on the secure terrestrial path of slow inductive science. The... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This... | |
 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848 - 372 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought, This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well loved of me, discerning to fulfill This... | |
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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... 
