 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sider
...he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life — Ti» we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. • XL. He has oiitsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumnv, and hate and pain. And that unrest... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 sider
...he is not dead, he doth not sleep— He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad tranee stnke with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings — We deeay Like corpses in a charnel ;... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 sider
...he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tie we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | 1840 - 320 sider
...He is not dead, he does but sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life ; 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...Convulse us, and consume us day by day* And cold hopes swsrm, like worms, within our living clay. For the Visiter RETROSPECTION. (Continued.) " My father... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 sider
...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 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... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 456 sider
...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 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... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 564 sider
...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 which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; , From the contagion of the world.s slow... | |
 | 1910 - 848 sider
...men he is an alien captive: and Human Life presents Itself as an "inquiet dream." 'Tls we that, lost In stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. When we die, we awake Into Reality — that Reality to which, from the beginning, Shelley was consecrated:... | |
 | 1910 - 862 sider
...men he is an alien captive; and Human Life presents itself as an "inquiet dream." 'Tis we that, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...strife. And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife invuinerable nothings. When we die, we awake into Reality — that Reality to which, from the beginning,... | |
 | Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1844 - 304 sider
...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 that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch him not, and torture not again. From the contagion of the world's slow stain... | |
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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. 
