And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. The National Review - Side 395redigeret af - 1855Fuld visning - Om denne bog
| Larry Chang - 2006 - 826 sider
...our countrymen are all ~ William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879 ~ "Prospectus," The Liberator, 1837 I am part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1809-1892... | |
| Donald Morris - 2006 - 470 sider
...Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest. —John 4:35 I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untraveled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. —... | |
| Edward F. Mooney, Ed Mooney - 2010 - 174 sider
...still-remaining gravel bars Then fall prey to Raptors who found her broadside on the muddy banks. 7 am a part of all that I have met; 'Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. Tennyson,... | |
| Thomas J. McCarthy - 2006 - 240 sider
...arrives at but a gift unwrapped by fits and starts. February 2001 AGORA THE MORAL IMAGINATION / am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch whercthro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. -Tennyson,... | |
| Harold Evensky, Deena B. Katz - 2010 - 370 sider
...refiring or rewiring engine that will drive this society for the next 30 years. The New Retirementality "How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use, as though to breathe were life," wrote the English poet Alfred, Lord... | |
| Barbara Ardinger - 2006 - 398 sider
...associate elemental air with thought, intellect, and intuition. Let's think airy thoughts this month. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use, As though to breathe were life! Tennyson's Ulysses has long passed... | |
| Robin Malan - 2007 - 316 sider
...climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honoured of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy...all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How... | |
| John Barell - 2007 - 192 sider
...conventional where we begin to make a difference. Like Tennyson's Ulysses I began to see that ". . . all experience is an arch wherethro ' Gleams that...margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. " "How' re we doing, Mr. Barell?" asked Captain Grant as he sidled into his black leather chair right in front... | |
| Linda Davies - 2007 - 322 sider
...Ru, I seem to have walked into many fires with you, but I'll keep walking with you, unto infinity. Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that...whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, 'Ulysses' Till a voice, as bad as Conscience, rang interminable changes On one... | |
| Rida T Farouki - 2007 - 725 sider
...rotation-minimizing parameterizations of canal surfaces, the reader may consult the original papers. 31 Closure How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892), Ulysses It ain't over till it's over. Yogi Berra Since their inception... | |
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