It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. Translations - Page 74by George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton, William Ewart Gladstone - 1863 - 205 pagesFull view - About this book
| Charles Mills Gayley - 1893 - 652 pages
...be happy, — growing tired of inaction and resolving to set forth again in quest of new adventures. "It little profits that an idle King, By this still...crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole tV-^-c Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 862 pages
...both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. Ul.YSSES. It little profits that an idle king, By this still...That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. 1 cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees : all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffcr'd... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 862 pages
...O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. ULYSSES. It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren craprs. Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and... | |
| Kenyon West - 1895 - 614 pages
...pearl Far furrowing into light the mounded rack, Beyond the fair green field and eastern sea. ULYSSES.* IT little profits that an idle king, By this still...That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. * It is said that because Tennyson had written this poem — so perfect, so beautiful, so compact and... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 114 pages
...fancies down, as0 And in the vast cathedral leave him. God accept him, Christ receive him. ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still...among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I meet and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, t That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 pages
...deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar ; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more. ULYSSES IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
| Percy White - 1895 - 174 pages
...beat into my burning brain like a hot hammer. Afterwards a dim impression of dull pain ; that is all. savage race that hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me." My rooms look over a wide garden, with trees and evergreens and stretches of turf bounded by the high... | |
| Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - 630 pages
...deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more. ULYSSES IT LITTLE profits that, an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
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