 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1908 - 870 sider
...favourite lines of poetry and so forth ; and in one, still extant, I quoted as my favourite lines : From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank, with brief thanksgiving, Whatever Gods may be, That no life lives for ever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1866 - 370 sider
...; Dead dreams of days forsaken, "Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red stray a of ruined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure...and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest... | |
 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1866 - 860 sider
...sweeter Than love's, who fears to greet her, To men that mix and meet her From many times and lands. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up ncver ; That even the weariest... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1867 - 340 sider
...Blind buds that snows have shaken, Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs. To-day will die to-morrow ; Time stoops to no man's...and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives forever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest... | |
 | 1867 - 616 sider
...and, •las I of a dark and terrible philosophy, the author has condensed the entirety of his belief: "From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank, with brief thanksgiving, Whatever gods may be : That no life lives forever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1868 - 376 sider
...wings; And all dead years draw thither, Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure;...and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest... | |
 | Arthur Cayley Headlam - 1895 - 588 sider
...anticipate that there will come evil days for the musicians in a minor key who now find favour among us : ' We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure,...and with eyes forgetful Weeps that no loves endure.' 1 When a poet who writes in this strain presents himself at the august court of the twentieth century,... | |
 | Arthur Cayley Headlam - 1882 - 524 sider
...this by the force and sincerity of its tone. Mr. Swinburne is great in such a passage as this : — ' From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 sider
...Blind buds that snows have shaken, Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure;...lure; And love, grown faint and fretful, With lips but half-regretful Sighs, and with eyes forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living,... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 358 sider
...to-morrow; Time stoops to no man's lure; And love, grown faint and fretful, With lips but half-regretful Sighs, and with eyes forgetful Weeps that no loves...and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest... | |
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From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. 
