 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 891 pages
...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unbumish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were...Little remains: but every hour is saved From that etemal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store... | |
 | Jacob Howland - Philosophy - 1998 - 342 pages
...his writings in new and fruitful ways, I shall have achieved my main goal. PART ONE SOCRATES . . . Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one...some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of... | |
 | Ewen Green - Reference - 1998
...has made a classic study of the effect on one kind of temperament ; Rhodes was of sterner stuff : * Life piled on life Were all too little ; and of one...but every hour is saved From that eternal silence. . . . Vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself!' So he with Ulysses. The message... | |
 | Pauline Beard, Robert Liftig, James S. Malek - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2003 - 353 pages
...end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life! Life piled on life 25 Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains:...were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, 30 And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost... | |
 | 張錯 - Literature - 2005 - 335 pages
...或留給自己獨嘗‥ How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life! Life piled on life Were all...silence, something more, A bringer of new things; .... 好沉悶， 去停頓， 去終結， 末揉亮就已生鎊， 俄找沉沙@ 好像屍居餘氣，... | |
 | David G. Riede - Literary Criticism - 2005 - 226 pages
...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains. (11.18-26) The "untravelled world" for which Ulysses yearns is one of the poem's several echoes of... | |
 | Diane Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 486 pages
...to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life pil'd on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is sav'd From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some... | |
 | Robin Malan - English poetry - 2007 - 290 pages
...this ToCrust unburnished^not to shine in use! image? As ihoTTgli to InfTmii wTii lifei I.ifr |iiJ£H on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved Why these words? From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were... | |
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As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard... 
