 All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In...  The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Page 4901895Full view - About this book
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - Sermons, English - 1872 - 408 pages
...because of its trouble, and thought because of its weariness. Let us alone, what pleasure can we hare To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? But the soul, mindful of the imperial palace whence it came, indignantly denies the lotus-eater's... | |
 | Universalism - 1873
...that will last ? All thing* are taken from us and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past : Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? " "Well, you really look as if you had •come up hither for some fixed purpose." Ah me ! " said... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1874
...that will last? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen, fall and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease. v. How sweet it... | |
 | Early English newspapers - 1874
...neighbours' children) All things are taken from us and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? This slumberous, petulant murmur of the Lotos-eaters expresses fairly enough the spirit of the Ministry... | |
 | John Brougham, John Elderkin - American literature - 1875 - 411 pages
...that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen, fall and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease. 5. How sweet it... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 467 pages
...that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen, fall and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease. v. How sweet it... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875
...that will last ? AH things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...climbing up the climbing wave ? All things have rest and ripou toward the grave, In silence ripen, fall, and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death,... | |
 | Thomas Wentworth Higginson - Statesmen - 1875 - 363 pages
...neighbors' children) — 'All things are taken from us and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? ' slumberous, petulant murmur of the Lotos-eaters expresses fairly enough the spirit of the Ministry... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - Literature - 1875
...that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? 1n silence ripen, fall, and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease ! v.... | |
 | EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN - 1875
...sweet, stretched out beneath the pine. Hateful is the dark blue sky, Vaulted o'er the dark blue sea. Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave? All day the wind breathes low with mellower tone. How sweet it were, hearing the downward stream, With... | |
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