...the breeze. And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth for ever chase That flying and elusive shadow. Rest. An air of coolness plays upon...Hills where his life rose, And the Sea where it goes. This tells us that love alone, and that rarely, can show a man what he really is. So deeply buried...

...sometimes, as now, to stand before mountains with a friend of the spirit. You know what Arnold says ? And then he thinks he knows The hills where his life rose, The sea where it goes." "That is beautiful," she sighed. " Such a lull in the race is not too much...

...breeze, — And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth for ever chase That flying and elusive shadow, rest. An air of coolness plays upon...The hills where his life rose, And the sea where it goes.1 not have danced from the silence of death into the silence of living light : And o'er the plain,...

...arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth for ever chase That flying and elusive shadow, rest. And then he thinks he knows The hills where his life rose, And the sea where it goes. Another aspect of the same thought is to be found in the poem — Palladium, where the soul, as far...

...does not endure ; and, while it is present he cannot be sure that he is not being deceived. He only " thinks he knows The hills where his life rose, And the sea where it goes." l For these troubles there is no remedy save the cultivation of an inner serenity. From nature we may...

...the breeze. 90 And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth forever chase The flying and V But thou, of temples old or altars new, Standest...Zion's desolation, when that He 1381 Forsook his forme LINES WRITTEN IN KENSINGTON GARDENS [Publ. 1852] IN this lone, open glade I lie, Screened by deep boughs...

...breeze. 9° And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth for ever chase That flying and elusive shadow, rest. An air of coolness plays upon...calm pervades his breast. And then he thinks he knows 96 The hills where his life rose, And the sea where it goes. (1852) MATTHEW ARNOLD SELF-DEPENDENCE...

...doth forever chase The flying and elusive shadow, rest. An air of coolness plays upon his fare, Andnn unwonted calm pervades his breast; And then he thinks...hills where his life rose, And the sea where it goes. LINES WRITTEN IN KENSINGTON GARDENS [Pnbl. 1852] IN this lone, open glade I lie, Screened by deep boughs...

...indiscernible flow its way" beneath the hard surface which has overlaid him. He feels that with Marion he knows "the hills where his life rose" and "the sea where it goes." When he is with Marion the vision shines beneath the veil and he hears the beating of the angel's wings....

...the main work in hand. And there comes a lull in a hot race, An air of coolness plays upon his face, And then he thinks he knows The Hills where his life rose. But he need not think thereby he also knows The Sea where it goes. For such visions are recollections...