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" Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awakened from the dream of life ; Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. "
The republic of letters, [ed.] by A. Whitelaw - 332. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1833
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1. kötet

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 oldal
...dead ; Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now. Dust to the dust ! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion...which must glow Through time and change, unquenchably thesame, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he...

Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 564 oldal
...dead ; Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now. Dust to the dust ! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar.d the shadow of our night j Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest...

Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 oldal
...dead ; Thou canst not soar where he if sitting now. Dust to the dust ! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ***** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest...

The North American Review, 61. kötet

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1845 - 560 oldal
...Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now. — Dust to the dust ! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion...thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame." The various critical writings of William Hazlitt are laden with original and striking thoughts, and...

Thoughts on the Poets

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - 350 oldal
...dead ; Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now. Dust to the dust ! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal. ****** He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest...

American Literary Magazine, 1-3. kötet

1847 - 1230 oldal
...with the enduring dead :" Or where, unwilling to rest in such poor consolation as this, he added " Peace ! peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ; He hath awakened from the dream of life ;" still he could only rejoice that " He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all...

On Dreams, in Their Mental and Moral Aspects: As Affording Auxiliary ...

John Sheppard - 1847 - 218 oldal
...that some phrases strongly indicate the hope of life and reunion to come; as when'he exclaims— " —Peace; peace; he is not dead, he doth not sleep— He hath awakened from the dream of life." " —Mourn not for Adonais :—thou young dawn Turn all thy dew to splendour ; for from thee The spirit...

The works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 oldal
...dead ; Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now. Dust to the dust ! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal, which must glow Through timeandchange,unquenchably thesamc, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace,...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: complete in one volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 oldal
...dead ; Thou cans! not soar where he is Kitting now.— Dust to the dust! hut the pure spirit shall How Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal, which must glow 111 rough time and' change, unquenchably the same. White thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of...

The poetical works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1-4. kötet

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 oldal
...canst not soar where he is sitting now. Dust to the dust ! but the purg spirit shall flow Bjicjvjo the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal, which must flow" Through time an J change, unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth...




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