 | 1861 - 674 páginas
...certainly one of the most musical expressions of this faith : — " Peace, peace ! he ¡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 strife, And in mad trance strike... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862 - 470 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened...strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings — Win decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862 - 476 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened...life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep i With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1867 - 660 páginas
...that her pure selfsacrificing love smoothed the passage of his spirit to the tomb. " ' Peace ! peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awakened...stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife.1 " There is a picture of a " Dutch Bible and Skull " in the colleaion of the New York Historical... | |
 | 1869 - 400 páginas
...And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again. Peace, peace. He is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awakened from the dream of life. Surely he takes his fill Of deep and liquid rest, forgetful of all ill." HP EPITAPH IN SONNING CHURCH.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 664 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. 39. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened...Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a enarnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep— He hath awakened...We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Coavulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. •h... | |
 | 1879 - 592 páginas
...change, unquenchably the same While thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened...Like corpses in a charnel, fear and grief Convulse and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. So, when Fichte... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 páginas
...change, unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep— He hath awakened...life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep 345 With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - 912 páginas
...unquenchably the name, ' i niât thy cold embers choke the sordid heat th of shame. ¡'tace, i'-eace ! be ie not dead, he doth not sleep! He hath awakened from...strife. And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knifo Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief CoriTolbe us and consume... | |
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Peace, 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 strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. 
