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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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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894
...ever 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...silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and viie it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire...
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Tennyson, His Art and Relation to Modern Life

Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1894 - 516 pages
...ever 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...saved From that eternal silence, something more, A brtnger of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray...
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The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 898 pages
...ever 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 too little, and of one to me sea, TITHONUS. Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more,...
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The Living Age ...

American periodicals - 1894
...indebted to Dante, and such touches as — I cannot rest from travel : I will drink Life to the lees. Vile it were For 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...
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The English Poets, Volume 4

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894
...ever 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 too litt.e, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something...
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The English Poets: Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894
...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 too litt.e, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something...
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Tennyson, His Art and Relation to Modern Life, Volume 10

Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1894 - 516 pages
...ever 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,...
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Select Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 264 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...new things ; and vile it were For some three suns tcr store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire 3c To follow knowledge like a sinking...
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Enoch Arden and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1895 - 104 pages
...end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' 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...
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The Laureates of England: Ben Jonson to Alfred Tennyson

Frances Louise Morse Howland - Poets laureate - 1895 - 459 pages
...How dull it is to pause, to make an end. To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to brenihe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,...something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were And this gray spirit yearning in desire For some three suns to store and hoard myself, To follow knowledge...
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