 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1896 - 616 oldal
...Such is the theory conjectured here.' The refrain of this beautiful lyric is — ' Still we say as wo go, " Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know That shall we know one day " ' ; and it contains a hope which is not bred of Atheism, nor of that colder dogma which calls itself... | |
 | 1883 - 802 oldal
...die Revue passiren, um allemal, nachdem ihnen keine Antwort wurde, sich mit dem Refrain abzufinden: „Still we say as we go, — Strange to think by...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day."! In formaler Beziehung ist mit Recht Anstoß genommen worden an Rossettis willkürlichem Versetzen der... | |
 | 1882 - 844 oldal
...forgot, Our present is and is not. Our future's a sealed seed-plot, And what betwixt them are we ? We who say as we go, Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know some day. There is also a very touching lament named, "Alas! so long!" This and other of these lyrics... | |
 | 1910 - 504 oldal
...fuga del tempo: With « wind blown night and day. To him wild ihadows «re shown ... Still we му aa we go, — 'Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day1. Oar past is clean forgot, Our present Is and is not, Oar fature'aa sealed seedplot ... We who... | |
 | 1910 - 500 oldal
...fuga del tempo: With a wind blown night and day. To him wild ghadows are shown . . . Still we say aa we go, — 'Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day'. Our past is clean forgot, Our present is and is not, Our future's a sealed seedplot . . . We who say... | |
 | 1872 - 752 oldal
...strife from the furthest prime, And anguish of fierce debate ; War that shatters her slain, And peaco that grinds them as grain, And eyes fixed ever in...think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That sliall wo know one day." 'What of the heart of love That bleeds in thy breast, 0 Man ? — Thy kisses... | |
 | 1872 - 844 oldal
...knells, Thy hope that a breath dispels, Thy bitter forlorn farewells And the empty echoes thereof? Still we say as we go, — " Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day." The sky leans dumb on the sea, Aweary with all its wings; And oh! the song the sea sings Is dark everlastingly.... | |
 | 1872 - 830 oldal
...gazing alone, To him wild shadows are shown, Deep under deep unknown And height above unknown height. Still we say as we go, — "Strange to think by the,...Whatever there is to know That shall we know one day." 1&J2.] THE CLOUD CONFINES. 337 The Past is over and fled ; Named new, we name it the old ; Thereof... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1881 - 362 oldal
...That beats in thy breast, O Time ?— Red strife from the furthest prime, War that shatters her slain, And peace that grinds them as grain, And eyes fixed...shall we know one day." What of the heart of love Th#t bleeds in thy breast, O Man ? — Thy kisses snatched 'neath the ban Of fangs that mock them above... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1881 - 362 oldal
...above ; Thy bells prolonged unto knells, Thy hope that a breath dispels, Thy bitter forlorn farewells Still we say as we go,— " Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day." The sky leans dumb on the sea, Aweary with all its wings; And oh ! the song the sea sings Is dark everlastingly.... | |
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Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day. 
