 | 1833 - 636 стор.
...Shelley's dirge rise, like the sound of a morning song, over this young poet. He has uid: — " he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from...who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitahle strife, And in mad trance, strike with our spirits knifu Tnvulnernhle nothings — we... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 стор.
...This shall be really to live, and in this fame is the real trinmph over the grave. He is not dead, be doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream...strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife I . Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us, and consume... | |
 | 1825 - 508 стор.
...be really to live, and in this fame is the real triumph over the grave. He is not dead, he does but sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life...strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's kaile Invulnerable nothings. We decay an interesting biography of one of Like corpses in a charnel... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 стор.
...doth not sleep — He h»th awaken'd from the dream of life— 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy vision*, Concesi'd behind that screen. MAX. There lie her gloves...! You refuse me this — You make it an amusement clay. XL He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night ; Knvy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 стор.
...trance, strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.— We decay Like corpses in a charncl; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | 1840 - 974 стор.
...is afterwards welcomed and exulted in as the proper destiny of " the soul of Adonais." " .... he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | 1835 - 598 стор.
...epark quenched on earth is " but bequeathed unquenchably to the future :"— 39. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from...a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume ai day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay ! 40. lie is secure, and nwc... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 стор.
...he is not dead, he doth not tleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lust in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1837 - 590 стор.
...touch, and that what we treasure most is a curse to ourselves and to all other men ; but 'tis they " who, lost in stormy visions, keep with phantoms an...unprofitable strife, and in mad trance strike with their spirit's knife invulnerable nothings." St. Augustin says, " that men being inclined to condemn... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 стор.
...Peace ! peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life — Ti» we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. • XL. He has oiitsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumnv, and hate and pain. And... | |
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Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from the dream of life. 'Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. 
