 | Thomas Powell - 1849 - 320 Seiten
...Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath, Has ever truly longed for death. 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh, life...for which we pant, More life — and fuller — that I want — " BRITISH WRITERS. " in quiet scorn, Behold, it is the Sabbath morn !" This is the pivot... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1849 - 328 Seiten
...life that breathes with human breath, Has ever truly longed for death. 'Tis life, whereof our neeves are scant, Oh, life ! not death for which we pant, More life — and fuller — that I want — " " in quiet scorn, Behold, it is the Sabbath morn !" This is the pivot of the argument... | |
 | 1850 - 342 Seiten
...'Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. 'Tis life whereof our nerves are scant : Oh life,...which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that we want.' Thus so mercifully are hope and endeavour made constituent elements of the human mental constitution,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 Seiten
...Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long'd for death. " "Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life,...death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want." I ceas'd, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1851 - 216 Seiten
...Whatever craiy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath, Has ever truly longed for death. •Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh, life...for which we pant, More life — and fuller — that I want—" To this the spirit of gloom and despondency answers — " in quiet scorn, Behold, it is... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 Seiten
...breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'T is life, whereof our nerves are scant, 0 life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that I want." 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 Seiten
...breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'T is life, whereof our nerves are scant, O life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want." 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the... | |
 | Barbarina Charlotte Grey (hon. lady.) - 1852 - 332 Seiten
...Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath, Has ever truly longed for death. 'Tis life whereof our nerves are scant, Oh, life,...which we pant, More life and fuller that we want. TENNYSON. EDWARD arrived at Liverpool the day after his sad farewell visit to Mary. He found that the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 Seiten
...breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'T is life, whereof our nerves are scant, 0 life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want," 1 ceased, and sat as one forlorn. Then said the voice, in quiet scorn, " Behold, it is the... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1896 - 496 Seiten
...— and that fire is Life." Yes, indeed! we, the less endowed, may well say — "Pis Life of which our nerves are scant. Oh ! Life, not Death, for which we pant, More life, and fuller, that we want. What is Life ? This supremely interesting question has seemed to approach nearer solution after every... | |
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Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long'd for death. ' 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want. 
