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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. "
The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the Works of ... - Side 334
av Alexander Whitelaw - 1835
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The Clintons; or, Deeps and shallows of life

1853 - 958 sider
...peace ! 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...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. SHELLEY. SEVEN years have passed. The three children from whom we parted in the last chapter, are standing...
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The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper].

Jane Margaret Hooper - 1854 - 336 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...calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscal delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; Prom the contagion of the world's slow stain...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volumer 3-4

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 772 sider
...is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the drearn of life — "Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and griel Convulse us and consume us day by day, &jid cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay....
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volum 2

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 sider
...dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, Arid in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable...fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, Ajid cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge and Keats with a Memoir of Each ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 sider
...peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleepHe hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a channel ; fear and griel Convulse us and consume us day by day, &.nd cold hopes swarm like worms within...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: With Notes

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 sider
...1 he is not dead, he doth not sleepHe hath awakened from the dream of life — •Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep ' " With phantoms an unprofitable...Invulnerable nothings — We decay Like corpses in a charnel j fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic

Beautiful poetry - 1857 - 418 sider
...he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest, which men...
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European Life, Legend, and Landscape

John Robinson Tait - 1859 - 172 sider
...his genius and his untimely end. It bore the beautiful motto from his own " Adonais:" — s • . " 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." On the Monday following I gained admission,...
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Littell's Living Age, Volum 71

1861 - 674 sider
...¡я not dead, ho doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis wo, who lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. ***** Ho is made one with Nature : there is heard Ilia voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder...
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The Quarterly Review, Volum 110

1861 - 600 sider
...lie is not dead, lie doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — "Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable...strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. ***** He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder...
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