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" THEY told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed. I wept as I remember'd how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky... "
Recitations at Whitnash rectory - Page 11
by Whitnash rectory - 1866 - 15 pages
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Life and Literature

Lafcadio Hearn - 1917 - 432 pages
...pure translation: They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter music to hear and bitter tears to shed I wept as I remembered...down the sky. And now that thou art lying, my dear Carian guest, A handful of grey ashes, long, long ago at rest, Still art thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales...
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Interamna Borealis: Being Memories and Portraits from an Old University Town ...

William Keith Leask - 1917 - 466 pages
...a thought of the high notes convinces me, as it did Galileo, that the world moves and Time with it. "They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead,...brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed. Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake ; For Death, he taketh all away, but them he...
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Life and Literature

Lafcadio Hearn - 1917 - 418 pages
...perfect rendering of Greek feeling as well as of Greek thought. Here is an example of pure translation: They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter music to hear and bitter tears to shed I wept as I remembered how often you and I Had tired the sun...
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The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Volume 2

1918 - 2062 pages
...the way to show, The way which thou so well hast learned below. John Dryden [1651-1700] HERACLITUS plxr]/ gray ashes, long, long ago at rest, Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake; For Death,...
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 1116 pages
...time and space decay. But O, the very reason why I clasp them, is because they die. Hemclitus ' I 'HEY told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They...news to hear and bitter tears to shed. I wept as I remember'd how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky. And now that...
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Convention and Revolt in Poetry

John Livingston Lowes - 1919 - 368 pages
...red the sun's cold disk drops, Clipped by naked hills, on violet shaded snow. I wept as I remember'd how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky, Part of a moon was falling down the west, Dragging the whole sky with it to the hills. Like a four-sided...
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Adventures Among Birds

William Henry Hudson - 1920 - 342 pages
...same bird which they listened to. We have it in the epitaph of Callimachus, in Cory's translation: They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead...bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed; I wept when I remembered how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky. And...
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A Thousand and One Notes on "A New English Dictionary".

George Green Loane - 1920 - 84 pages
...He is evidently thinking of the Greek epigram more elegantly if less tersely turned by Cory—" bow often you and I Had tired the sun with talking, And sent him down the sky." Cibber got to the top form of Grantham Free School. Precarious, of a person. Johnson in The Adventurer,...
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Seventy Years Among Savages

Henry S. Salt - 1921 - 264 pages
...mortal, but because they two will meet no more in the relation in which they have stood to each other. They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead....tired the sun with talking, and sent him down the sky. It is useless to surmise, or to assert, that the spirit passes, after death, into other spheres of...
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The Way of Poetry: An Anthology for Younger Readers

John Drinkwater - 1922 - 288 pages
...All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE HERACLITUS THEY told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead,...with talking and sent him down the sky. And now that tliou art lying, my dear old Carian guest, A handful of gray ashes, long long ago at rest, Still are...
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