| John Wesley Hales - 1884 - 564 sider
...sleep— He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep 345 With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings—We decay Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1885 - 440 sider
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened...Invulnerable nothings. — We decay Like corpses in a chamel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within... | |
| New Church gen. confer - 1883 - 638 sider
...echo of the same noble and overpowering understanding of what was meant by death : " Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened...strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings — " Adonais had broken away from the hard bondage of the world, and if his life had been incomplete,... | |
| Man, G. H. H. Oliphant Ferguson - 1885 - 278 sider
...life elysian, Whose portal we call death." And Tennyson says of one departed : — " Peace, peace ! he is not dead — he doth not sleep, He hath awakened from the dream of life." We find poets with much pathos associating the idea of death and the grave with the charms of climate... | |
| Friedrich Schiller - 1886 - 240 sider
...away.' 6. This is the feeling, though not precisely the metaphor, of Shelley's Alionais, stanza 39 — ' 'Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms...strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.' 7 and ff. Compare for the general thought Tennyson's Golden Year. I1. frei, = 'clear,' ie with his... | |
| 1888 - 936 sider
...the sob from her heart, with the thought of one whose memory never left her long : " Peace, peace 1 he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life." She stood, silently looking out across the plain into the horizon sky where the dawn was slowly breaking.... | |
| Sir John Lubbock - 1889 - 296 sider
...no more." By no one has this, however, been more grandly expressed than by Shelley. "Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened...visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, He has outsoared the shadows of our night. Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which... | |
| 1889 - 552 sider
...change, unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — "Pis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance... | |
| John Wesley Hales - 1889 - 442 sider
...embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleepHe hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep 345 With phantoms an nnprofttable strife, And in mad trance strike with onr spirit's knife Invnlnerable... | |
| Sir John Lubbock - 1890 - 514 sider
...no more." By no one has this, however, been more grandly expressed than by Shelley. " Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened...visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, He has outsoared the shadows of our night. Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which... | |
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