 | 1881 - 328 стор.
...calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest, which men miscall delight, Can touch him not nor torture him again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 стор.
...of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Cau touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mouru A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 стор.
...of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Cau Townsfolk my strength ; a daintier judge applies His praise to sleight, which from good uso mouru A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn,... | |
 | William Walters - 1883 - 208 стор.
...deep sleep on which they enter, it is all forgotten. We may apply to them the words of SHELLEY: — "He has outsoared the shadow of our night: Envy, and...contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure." A graveyard, — " GOD'S Acre," as the Germans call it, conveys the idea of rest under any circumstances.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1884 - 304 стор.
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. 40. He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and...slow stain He is secure ; and now can never mourn Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. 41. He... | |
 | United States. Congress. House - 1885 - 102 стор.
...the national cemetery at his feet. On the morning of the resurrection none can be in nobler company. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and...From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is scenic ; and now call never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray, in vaiil — Nor, when the... | |
 | 1885 - 52 стор.
...night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him uot and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray, in vain — Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | 1912 - 788 стор.
...mistake to suppose that he experiences or expresses the same spiritual emotion as the man who cries out: He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | Sir John Lubbock - 1889 - 296 стор.
...who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, He has outsoared the shadows of our night. Envy and calumny, and hate and pain,...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray, in vain—" Most men, however, decline to believe that " We are such stuff As dreams are made... | |
 | 1889 - 552 стор.
...within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night : Envy and calumny, and hate arid pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight Can...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
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He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure... 
