 | 1893 - 840 páginas
...care for nothing, all shall go. " Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 páginas
...care for nothing, all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 páginas
...care for nothing, all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 páginas
...care for nothing, all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fan-, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Hugh Miller - 1857 - 528 páginas
...care for nothing; all shall go: Thou makest thine appeal to me; I bring to life, I bring to death; The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more/ And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled... | |
 | 1857 - 594 páginas
...for nothing ; all shall go : Thou n nikest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her lost work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled... | |
 | 1857 - 592 páginas
...care for nothing ; all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : T bring to life, I bring to death, The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more.' And he shall be Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the... | |
 | Hugh Miller - 1857 - 524 páginas
...care for nothing; all shall go: Thou makest thine appeal to me ; I bring to life, I bring to death; The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 520 páginas
...care for nothing, all shall go. " Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled... | |
 | Sir John William Dawson - 1860 - 466 páginas
...care for nothing, all shall go. *Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
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So careful of the type?' but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath: I know... 
