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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... "
Translations [of poems, in various languages] by lord Lyttelton and W.E ... - Page 76
1863
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 44

1881
...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an eud, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : hut every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 426 pages
...forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all top little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something...
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Studies in English Literature: Being Typical Selections of British and ...

William Swinton - English literature - 1882 - 638 pages
...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnishcd, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all...A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three-suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge,...
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The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - American poetry - 1882 - 862 pages
...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust nnburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to rtie • Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...
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A vindication of James Hepburn, fourth earl of Bothwell

John Watts De Peyster - 1882
...forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in uset As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on, life Were all too little, . . . Little remains r but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...
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A Vindication of James Hepburn: Fourth Earl of Bothwell, Third Husband of ...

John Watts De Peyster - 1882 - 60 pages
...when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make ať end, To rust unbnrnish'd, not to shine in use J Ať tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, . . . Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...
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A Vindication of James Hepburn: Fourth Earl of Bothwell, Third Husband of ...

John Watts De Peyster - 1882 - 60 pages
...I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As iho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, . . . Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...
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Essays and Reviews, Volume 1

Edwin Percy Whipple - American literature - 1883
...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use 1 As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all...saved From that eternal silence, something more, A hringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson ...

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1883 - 730 pages
...an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! [on life As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains...is saved From that eternal silence, something more, Abringerofnewthings; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray...
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The rehearsal, and other stories of musicians and singers. Adapted from the ...

A L. G - 1883
...CIMAROSA. ' How dull it is to pavise, 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." Ulytsts. HE opera house in Vienna had not been so thronged for many years as it was one November evening...
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