| Sidney Colvin - 1882 - 434 стор.
...into my eyes no more, Nor see the bitter tears they weep. CCCXVII.—ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY. I strove with none, for none was worth my strife,...Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life, It sinks, and I am ready to depart. CCCXVIII.—ON HIS EIGHTIETH BIRTHDAY.... | |
| Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 стор.
...but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY. I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife,...Nature I loved, and next to nature, Art ; I warmed both hands before the fire of life, It sinks, and I am ready to depart. ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER. Born 1835.... | |
| Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 стор.
...but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY. I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife,...Nature I loved, and next to nature, Art ; I warmed both hands before the fire of life, It sinks, and I am ready to depart. ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER. Born 1835.... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 стор.
...Would never leave me comfortless and lone.' A sigh broke through his slumber, not the last. ON HIMSELF. I strove with none, for none was worth my strife ;...I loved, and, next to Nature, Art ; I warmed both hands before the fire of life ; It sinks, and I am ready to depart. FOR AN EPITAPH AT FIESOLE. Lo !... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 стор.
...Would never leave me comfortless and lone.' A sigh broke through his slumber, not the last. ON HIMSELF. I strove with none, for none was worth my strife ;...I loved, and, next to Nature, Art ; I warmed both hands before the fire of life ; It sinks, and I am ready to depart. FOR AN EPITAPH AT FIESOLE. Lo !... | |
| William Watson - 1884 - 120 стор.
...riches " in such " a little room " ; yet, packed as are these treasures, they are not crushed. — " f strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved, and next to nature, art. I warnfd both hands before the fire of life : It sinks ; and I am ready to depart" This poem is a condensed... | |
| 1902 - 524 стор.
...light, which marks him as the soberest of triflers. as the lines he wrote in retrospect on his life : I strove with none, for none was worth my strife ;...I loved, and, next to nature, art ; I warmed both hands before the fire of life ; From the almost priest-like solemnity and exquisite fastidiousness... | |
| Francis Barton Gummere - 1885 - 280 стор.
...Both epigram and epitaph may be serious or mocking. Serious is Landor's beautiful quatrain : — " I strove with none, for none was worth my strife;...Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life — It sinks, and I am ready to depart." Mocking is Rochester's combined... | |
| Thomas Arnold - 1885 - 670 стор.
...this direction is the epigram ' On Himself ' ; it is very characteristic : — I strove with noue, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art; I warni'd both hands before the fire of life ; It sinks, and I am ready to depart. 5. Arthur Hugh Clongh,... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1887 - 566 стор.
...Old Philosopher," — and who but Landor could have written the faultless and pathetic quatrain ? " I strove with none, for none was worth my strife ;...Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life ; It sinks, and I am ready to depart." Our author's prose never was more... | |
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