 So careful of the type?' but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand types are gone; I care for nothing, all shall go. 'Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death; The spirit does but mean the breath: I...  The science of man - Strana 220autor/autoři: Charles Bray - 1883Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, " A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. " Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shah1 he, Man, her last work, who seemed so. fair, Such... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 516 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, " A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. " Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such... | |
 | 1863 - 220 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, " A thousand types are gone I care for nothing, all shall go. " Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such... | |
 | Hugh Sherrard - 1863 - 102 str.
...cliff and quarried stone, She cries, ' a thousand types are gone ; I care for nothing ; all shall go : Thou makest thine appeal to me ; I bring to life, I bring to death ; The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair,... | |
 | David Masson - 1865 - 432 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, ' A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. ' Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such... | |
 | Hugh Miller - 1865 - 530 str.
...cliff and quarried stone, She eries, ' A thousand types are gone; I care for nothing; all shall go : Thou makest thine appeal to me; I bring to life, I bring to death; The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair,... | |
 | David Masson - 1866 - 334 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, ' A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shah1 go. 1 Thou makest thine appeal to me : I "bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does hut mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such... | |
 | David Masson - 1867 - 298 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, ' A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. ' Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more. ' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such... | |
 | David Masson - 1867 - 292 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, ' A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. ' Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such... | |
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1880 - 674 str.
...cliff and quarried stone She cries, " A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. ' ' Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit dees but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd BO fair,... | |
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