A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He... The Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate - Seite 108von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 665 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Curtis Hidden Page - 1904 - 942 Seiten
...Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the |x>rt ; ?" " One ? fifty thousand ! "—was the exclamation...Into the street the Piper stepped, Smiling first honor and his toil. Death closes all ; but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
| Charles Mills Gayley, Clement Calhoun Young - 1904 - 772 Seiten
...mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, 45 Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with...are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil: 50 The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs: the deep... | |
| Charles Mills Gayley, Clement Calhoun Young - 1904 - 726 Seiten
...There lies the port ; the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, 45 Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with...are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil : 50 Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming... | |
| Kate Sanborn - 1904 - 386 Seiten
...Age is not a question of years, but of constitution and temperament. Chauncey Depew. MY MARRINERS. SOULS that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old Age hath yet his honor and his toil; Death closes all; but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be... | |
| John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard - 1904 - 618 Seiten
...: the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with...foreheads — you and I are old. Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something, ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
| Forrest Morgan, Caroline Ticknor - 1904 - 444 Seiten
...; the vessel puffs her sail : There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with...foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
| Dante Alighieri - 1904 - 524 Seiten
...clouds of Magellan, arise on the horizon." 142. Compare Tennyson's " Ulysses : " Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me, — That ever with...foreheads, — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil j Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
| 1905 - 636 Seiten
...people, and thro' soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centered in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
| Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - 1905 - 308 Seiten
...and the good. Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail 4° In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to...are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; 5° Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming... | |
| Franklin Verzelius Newton Painter - 1905 - 770 Seiten
...and the good. Most" blameless is he, centred in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail 40 In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to...foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil; 50 Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet... | |
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