 All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil ? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave...  Poems - Side 160av Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1872 - 428 sider
...because of its trouble, and thought because of its weariness. Let us alone, what pleasure can we hare To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? But the soul, mindful of the imperial palace whence it came, indignantly denies the lotus-eater's... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - 360 sider
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death Is the end of life ; ah, why ¡Should life all labor be? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips arc dumb. Let us alone. What I« it that will last ! All things are taken from us, and become Portions... | |
 | 1873 - 522 sider
...We are ready to cry with the lotos eaters, " I. "i us alone. What is it that will last ? All thing* are taken from us and become Portions and parcels...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? " "Well, you really look as if you had •come up hither for some fixed purpose." Ah me ! " said... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1873 - 532 sider
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little...are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last V All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone.... | |
 | Celia Thaxter - 1873 - 202 sider
...perplexities, vexations, lurk behind that far, faint line for you. Why should you be bothered any more 1 " Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb." And so the waves, with their lulling murmur, do their work, and you are soothed into repose and transient... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1873 - 350 sider
...lahor he ? Let ns alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while onr lips are dnmh. Let ns alone. What is it that will last ? All things are taken from ns, and hecome Portious and parcels of the dreadfnl Pnst. Let ns alone. What p!easnre can we have To... | |
 | 1874 - 794 sider
...nothing, in a manner as harmless and as pleasant as possible. Let us alone. Time driveth^onwa,dTast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....is it that will last ? All things are taken from us (Including the Irish Church revenues, the right of the Irish landlord to do what he liked with his... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1874 - 180 sider
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lip's are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last? All things are taken from us, and become Portions... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 sider
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah ! why Should life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? 1n silence ripen, fall, and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease ! v.... | |
 | Thomas Wentworth Higginson - 1875 - 392 sider
...preceding five years, was to do nothing in a manner as harmless and as pleasant a manner as possible. ' Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little...dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All tilings are taken from us — (including the Irish Church revenues, the right of the Irish landlord... | |
| |
