| 1850 - 654 páginas
...license in the field of time, Unfetter'd by the sense of crime, To whom a conscience never wakes; " Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that...troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth ; Nor any want begotten rest. " I hold it true whate'er befall— I feel it when I sorrow most: 'Tig better to... | |
| 1850 - 662 páginas
...blest, The heart that never plighted troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth ; Nor any want begotten rest. " I hold it true whate'er befall — I feel...I sorrow most : Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all." The reader must already have discovered that this poem is characterized... | |
| 1850 - 602 páginas
...breathes such sweetness and sacredness. The key-note of the whole is struck at the beginning : — " I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all."* And the same sentiment seeks strength to sustain and justify itself... | |
| 1850 - 550 páginas
...breathes such sweetness and sacredness. The key-note of the whole is struck at the beginning :— " I hold it true, whate'er befall ; I feel it when I sorrow most ; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all."* And the same sentiment seeks strength to sustain and justify itself... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 páginas
...wind began to sweep A music out of sheet and shroud, We steer'd her toward a crimson cloud 158 on. THE time draws near the birth of Christ ; The moon is hid, the night is still ; A single church below the hill Is pealing, folded in the mist. A single peal of bells below, That... | |
| Robert Aspland - 1850 - 794 páginas
...a conscience never wakes. Nor, what may count itself as bleat, The heart that never plighted truth, But stagnates in the weeds of sloth, Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whatc'er befal : I feel it when I sorrow most, "Lis better to have loved and lost Than never to have... | |
| Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1851 - 234 páginas
...His license in the field of time, Unfetter'd by the sense of crime, To whom a conscience never wakes; Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that...I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. XXTIII. THE time draws near the birth of Christ: The moon is hid ;... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 páginas
...license in the field of time, Unfetter' d by the sense of crime, To whom a conscience never wakes ; Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that...in the weeds of sloth, Nor any want-begotten rest. 1 hold it true, whate'er befall ; I feel it, when I sorrow most ; 'Tis better to have loved and lost... | |
| Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 1482 páginas
...The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods. I hold it true whate'er befall — I feel it when...sorrow most — 'Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all. It mil be seen, we think, from the brief extracts we have given, that... | |
| 1852 - 572 páginas
...worst that can befall, Is happier thousand-fold than one Who never loved at all." Monckton Afilnts. " I hold it true, whate'er befall ; I feel it when I sorrow most ; Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all." Tennyson. WE cut the following extract from a Letter in the New York... | |
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