...and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort—to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the...every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires—and expires, too soon, too soon—before life itself. "And this is how I see the East. I...

...feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that d, that there was a famine in the land. And a certain...his wife, and his two sons. 2 And the name of the too soon — before life itself. "And this is how I see the East. I have seen its secret places and...

...sie: „. . . the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men . . . the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim . . . and expires, too soon, too soon, before life itself." In seinen schweren und schwungvollen Worten...

...feeling that I could last forever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men ; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort-...grows small and expires — and expires, too soon, too soon — before life itself. •' And this is how I see the East. I have seen its secret places...

...feeling that I could last forever, oullast the sea, the earth, and all men ; the deceitful feeling tint lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort...grows small and expires — and expires, too soon, too soon — before life itself. •: And this is how I see the East. 1 have seen its secret places...

...feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort...heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, glows small and expires — and expires too soon, too soon — before life itself. And this is how...

...feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort...grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires." This feeling, which William Hazlitt has well described as the feeling of immortality in youth, is closely...

...and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort—to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the...every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires—and expires, too soon—before life itself.'" The speaker is Marlow, now no longer young;...

...figures of my two men, and I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more . . . the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of...grows small, and expires - and expires, too soon, too soon - before life itself. (36-37; emphasis added) Marlow comments on this passage: "And this is...

...idealizations: "the deceitful feeling," the older Marlow calls it, "that lures us [both young and old] on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort — to death." The older Marlow recounts much vain effort and the slow death by fiery self-consumption of a Victorian...