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" Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. "
The Progressive Third Reader: For Public and Private Schools : Containing ... - Page 148
by Salem Town, Nelson M. Holbrook - 1864 - 320 pages
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The living authors of America, Volume 1

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 365 pages
...that each to-morrow Find us further than to-day." The following verse contains a beautiful image : " Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts though stout and brave, Still like muffled-drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. ***** " lives of great men all remind us We...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 365 pages
...that each to-morrow Find us further than to-duy." The following verse contains a beautiful image : " Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts though stout and brave, Still like muffled-drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. ***** " Lives of great men all remind us We...
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Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 413 pages
...not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Be...
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Brownson's Quarterly Review, Volume 4

Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1850
...reading Evangeline, he only knew him by hearsay and these three lines : — " And our hearts, though bold and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave." But in Evangeline we fancied that we discovered that yearnmg after Catholicity, so conspicuous in Wordsworth,...
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Reed and Pardon - 1850
...not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout und brave, Still, like mulHed drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 399 pages
...returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts,...muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Be...
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Readings in science and literature

Daniel Scrymgeour - 1851
...sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts,...muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle — In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle !...
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Select English poetry, with notes by E. Hughes

Edward Hughes - 1851
...not sorrowIs our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts,...muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Be...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

Irish literature - 1855
...sorrow, In our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-usy. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,...Still, like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches lo the grave. Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dearl Past...
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Last hours, or, Words and acts of the dying

Augustus Charles Thompson - Death - 1851 - 233 pages
...grew faint, laid the hand of his amanuensis upon it, and said, " You see what human life is!" Yes, " Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, arc beating Funeral marches to the grave." And what does this frailty teach ? To abate all undue anxiety...
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