 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...  Primer First (-Fourth, Sixth) reader - Сторінка 257автори: Public school series - 1874Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 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... | |
 | 1845 - 732 стор.
...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...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — 1845.] [July, Well loved of me, discerning to fulfill This labor, by sluw prudence to make mild... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848 - 372 стор.
...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...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well loved of me, discerning to fulfill This labor, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,... | |
 | Eduard Fiedler - 1850 - 768 стор.
...aermo), if peradventure this be true (Sh. Much. A. L 2); how sweet it were to seem falling asleep (Te.)j vile it were for some three suns to store and hoard myself (Te.) etc. etc. Auch mit Adverbien findet sich z. B, it isynough (Ch. 11923); well is me I kave thy... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 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 things ; and vile it were For some three sums to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge, like a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 стор.
...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 sums to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge, like a... | |
 | M. Edgeworth Lazurus - 1852 - 458 стор.
...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...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telcmachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This... | |
 | M. Edgeworth Lazarus - 1852 - 470 стор.
...piled on lift Were all too little, and of one to me Ijtlle remains: but every hour is saved From tliat eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Tcleinachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil Tliis... | |
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