 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; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart...  Rambles and Reveries - Strana 198autor/autoři: Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 436 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 str.
...men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; Krom the contagion of the world's elow urge, foam'd like a wounded ррагЫсяа ashes lond an urilnmented urn. XLI. He live*, he wakes— 't is Death is dead, nol... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 str.
...must call delight, Can toucn him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's stow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklesa ashes load an unl amen... | |
 | 1840 - 974 str.
...which men miscall delight Can touch him not 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 grey in vain. in the thought. It is less repulsive than metaphysics, and yet vague enough for all purposes... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 str.
...the world's slow stain He is secure, and DOW can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkleas ashes load an unlamented urn. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Mourn not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 str.
...which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A...Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklets ashes load an unlamenled urn. XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Monrn... | |
 | 1840 - 708 str.
...the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain, Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. " He is made one with Nature ; there is heard His voice in... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 str.
...which men miscall delight, Can touch him not 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 ; Kor, when the spirit's self has ceased to bum, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. *****... | |
 | Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1844 - 276 str.
...which men miscall delight Can touch him not, 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 ADOWAIS. I. THOU wert not made for happiness on earth, Thy spirit nature had too finely strung With... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - 350 str.
...which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A...Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. ****** The inheritors of unfulfilled renown, Rose from their... | |
 | 1847 - 1230 str.
...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...Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn. With sparklcsa ashes load an unlamonted urn." Throughout the whole of " Lycidas" the classic taste and acquirements... | |
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