 | 1880 - 632 sivua
...majestic lines which the feverish genius of Shelley breathed over the grave of Adonais, as of one ' Who has outsoared the shadow of our night, Envy and calumny,...pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight.' There is in these lines a ring of suffering, singularly appropriate to Shelley himself, on whose monument,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 sivua
...mistime us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not a^atn; From the contagion of the world's slow stain lie is secure, and now can never mnurn A heart... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 sivua
...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night ; Knvy inaccessibly Hemm'd in with rifts and precipices...hanging crags, many a cove and bay. And whilst the out ; Krom the contagion of the world's elow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 sivua
...grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and...calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men must call delight, Can toucn him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's stow... | |
 | 1840 - 974 sivua
...grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain. in the thought. It is less repulsive than metaphysics, and yet vague enough for all purposes... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 sivua
...grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and...calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men must call delight. Can tour, i him not and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sivua
...worms within our living clay. • XL. He has oiitsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumnv, and hate and pain. And that unrest which men miscall...Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklets ashes load an unlamenled urn. XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he ; Monrn... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 sivua
...outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and ealumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miseall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ;...contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now ean never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has eeased... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 sivua
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mouni A heart grown cold, a head grown grev in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn,... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 sivua
...flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in Vain ; Kor, when the spirit's self has ceased to bum, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. *****... | |
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He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again... 
