 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...  Translations - Page 76by George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton, William Ewart Gladstone - 1863 - 205 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Charles Mills Gayley - 1893 - 654 pages
...forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were...vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard mysell, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the... | |
 | Augustus Jessopp - 1893 - 296 pages
...AUGUSTUS JESSOPP, DD Rector of Scorning, Formerly Head Master of King Edward VI. School, Norwich " Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one...silence, something more, A bringer of new things." WITH PORTRAIT NEW YORK GP PUTNAM'S SONS 27 & 29 WEST TWENTY-THIRD ST. x •' •=*»*--*n, j iJW;vi-t--jT«r... | |
 | William John Deane - 1893 - 628 pages
...and all the enjoyment which it will hold. Shall we not say— "I will drink Life to the lees. . . . Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one...but every hour is saved From that eternal silence " ? III. THE CHRISTIAN ASPECT OF THE SUBJECT. We know that this life will soon be over, may reach its... | |
 | Brainerd Kellogg, Alonzo Reed - 1893 - 236 pages
...t<>me, the critics described above have served an injunction ; but usage disregards the injunction. And vile it were for some three suns to store and hoard myself.— Tennyson. Enduring some ninety years. — Milne. Some four persons in the length and breadth of London.... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 862 pages
...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were...silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and viie it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1894 - 534 pages
...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end. To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were...saved From that eternal silence, something more, A brtnger of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 922 pages
...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me sea, TITHONUS. Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more,... | |
 | 1894 - 852 pages
...indebted to Dante, and such touches as — I cannot rest from travel : I will drink Life to the lees. Vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 862 pages
...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too litt.e, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 860 pages
...when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, , To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too litt.e, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something... | |
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