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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... "
A History of English Literature for Secondary Schools - الصفحة 284
بواسطة James Logie Robertson - 1894 - عدد الصفحات: 394
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Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 456
...flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...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...

Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 988
...flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in Vain ; Kor, when the spirit's self has ceased to bum, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented...

Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 564
...fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar.d the shadow of our night j Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest...and torture not again ; , From the contagion of the world.s slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain...

Records of the Heart

Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 304
...placed the following stanzas to the memory of LEL under that title. He has outsoared the shadow of the night, Envy, and calumny, and hate, and pain, And...secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold AnoifAis. r. THOU wert not made for happiness on earth, Thy spirit nature had too finely strung With...

Records of the Heart

Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...to the memory of LEL under that title. He has outsoared the shadow of the night, Envy, and calumoy, and hate, and pain, And that unrest which men miscall...secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold ADO if AH. i. <» THOU wert not made for happiness on earth, Thy spirit nature had too finely strung...

Thoughts on the Poets

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 350
...Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. , * * » * * * He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...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...

Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, المجلد 4

Half hours - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 616
...ability, and rather affecting from their moral than intellectual bearing. But now " He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self had ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn :" and, ere we close altogether these...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: complete in one volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 638
...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night; Knvy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which...contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now«can never moum A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has...

American Literary Magazine, المجلدات 1-3

1847 - عدد الصفحات: 1230
...which tho poet changes from his sorrow to rejoicing. " Ho has outsonred the shadow of our night; Knvy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which...men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture notugniu. From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart...

The Churchman's companion, المجلد 9

1851 - عدد الصفحات: 790
...trace His extreme way to her dim dwelling-place. that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch her not, and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain She is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain. Peace ! peace...




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