 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
 | Edwin Herbert Lewis, Lewis, Edwin Hebert - 1899 - 442 pages
...Life pil'd on life Were all too little, and of one to me 25 Little remains : but every hour is sav'd From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire 30 To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son,... | |
 | Albert Franklin Blaisdell - 1899 - 460 pages
...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me 25 Little remains ; but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, — something more, A bringer... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1900 - 392 pages
...when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, 2 To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! ^ As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were...eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things.;Land vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1908 - 996 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 bringcr of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray... | |
 | Margaret Sullivan Mooney - 1900 - 352 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...is saved From that eternal silence, something more, For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1900 - 752 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...one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved 2?rom that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were ?or some three... | |
 | Edward Archibald Allen - 1900 - 184 pages
...and trim their evening fire. 9. Mated with a squalid savage — what to me were sun or clime ? 10. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains. 11. But thou, when thou fastest, anoint thine head, and wash thy face, that thou appear not unto men... | |
 | 1900 - 798 pages
...unknown. (b) Know you of any other modern writer who could so audaciously achieve this glory ? (c) Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains. 4. Construct a simple sentence, using1 the words regiment, cavalry, battle, and some part of the active... | |
 | Anne Nyhan Scribner - 1900 - 200 pages
...poet: »How dull it Is to pause, to make an end, To rust uriburnish 'd, not to shine in use.1 As tho1 to breathe were life. Life piled on life, Were all too little, . ..." Tlthonus, as Mr. Cihurton Collins notes, resembles the soliloquies of the Greek plays, but especially... | |
 | United States. Congress - 1975 - 124 pages
...I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unbumish'd, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life ! Life piled on life were all too little . . ." The world of the political arena now engaged his interest and ambition. Nurtured in an age when... | |
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