 | 1878 - 800 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey, in vain : Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely : he doth bear His part, while the one spirit's... | |
 | 1878 - 794 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure. and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey, in vain : Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely : he doth bear His part, while the one spirit's... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - 1878 - 424 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he 5 Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young Dawn, Turn all... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1878 - 442 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young Dawn... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1878 - 772 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented um. 360 XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he; Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young... | |
 | 1878 - 292 páginas
...Eternal breath. Spirit of Nature ! thou ! Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple.' ' He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her rnusic, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird : He is a presence to be felt and... | |
 | Helen Buckingham Mathers - 1879 - 272 páginas
...life and death alike, rises as an exhalation to its Maker ? Above him may there not be written — " He is made one with. Nature ; there is heard His voice...all her music — from the moan Of thunder to the voice of night's sweet bird ; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in night, from... | |
 | W. F. March Phillipps - 1879 - 384 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He lives, he wakes, — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young Dawn, Turn... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - 1879 - 216 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young Dawn, Turn all... | |
 | Mortimer Collins - 1879 - 290 páginas
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey, in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn." Here lies behind the sea one who loved the sea only too well. Not very far from Christchurch, at a... | |
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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; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart... 
