 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 664 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. 39. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from...Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a enarnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep— He hath awakened from...We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Coavulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. •h... | |
 | 1879 - 592 páginas
...unquenchably the same While thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from...Like corpses in a charnel, fear and grief Convulse and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. So, when Fichte... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep— He hath awakened from...life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep 345 With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable... | |
 | Anthologia Anglica - 1873 - 512 páginas
...Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ; He hath awaken'd from the dream of life ; — "Pis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms...by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our livingclay. He has out-soar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - 912 páginas
...unquenchably the name, ' i niât thy cold embers choke the sordid heat th of shame. ¡'tace, i'-eace ! be ie not dead, he doth not sleep! He hath awakened from...strife. And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knifo Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief CoriTolbe us and consume... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 646 páginas
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. xL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | 1876 - 564 páginas
...thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleepHe hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we,...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has out-soared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Cora Linn V. Richmond - 1875
...Shelley says in " Adonais" : — Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life — Tis we, who, lost in stormy...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | John Worth Edmonds - 1875 - 418 páginas
...Shelley says in " Adonais" : — Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy...spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings — We decay . X>ike corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes... | |
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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. 
