...life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle— Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — . Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...Life piled on life • Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — 1845.] [July, Well loved of me, discerning to fulfill This labor, by sluw prudence to make mild...

...Life piled on life ! Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well loved of me, discerning to fulfill This labor, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three sums to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labor, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three sums to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning...Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labor, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people,...

...life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer...utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telcmachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This...