 | 1869
...there is no future life. It is the answer which the poet has put into the mouth of mere Nature : — " Thou makest thine appeal to me, I bring to life, I bring to death, The spirit doth but mean the breath ; I know no more." " This is all that there is in man, the material elements... | |
 | 1893 - 840 էջ
...on. She stood appalled before that apparent wickedness of nature which Tennyson boldly confronted. " So careful of the type ? " but no, From scarped cliff...spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 236 էջ
...gather dust aud chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. 79 ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. From scarped cliff...spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 էջ
...gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. 79 ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. From scarped cliff...spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 էջ
...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. 79 Lv. ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. Prom scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries ' a thousand...spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 էջ
...gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. LT. " So careful of the type ?" but no. From scarped cliff...appeal to me : \I bring to life, I bring to death : iThe spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 էջ
...gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. LV. ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. From scarped cliff...spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fan-, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1855 - 520 էջ
...gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope." " ' So careful of the type ?' but no. From scarped cliff...types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go.'" More than all this, when he has shared, sympathised with, used the scientific leaning of modern thought,... | |
 | Hugh Miller - 1857 - 520 էջ
...Nature lends such evil dreams, So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life 1 ' So careful of the type ! ' but no, From scarped cliff...spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more.' And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who... | |
 | Hugh Miller - 1857 - 528 էջ
...Nature lends such evil dreams, So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life ? ' So careful of the type!' but no, . From scarped cliff...The spirit does but mean the breath. I know no more/ And he, — shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who... | |
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Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more. 
