 Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day.  Readings in science and literature - Página 358de Daniel Scrymgeour - 1851Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Rugby sch - 1850 - 176 páginas
...our souls,) the grand object of our existence, the real test of human greatness ? " Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way, But to act that each to-morrow Find us farther than to day." If we indeed desire to " leave behind us Footprints in the sands of time."... | |
 | Margaret Cockburn Conkling - 1850 - 266 páginas
...And yet a spirit, still and bright, With something of an Angel's. light ! WORDSWORTH. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act that each to-rnorrow, Finds us farther than to-day. LONGFELLOW. CONTENTS LIFE OF MARTHA WASHINGTON. CHAPTER I.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 páginas
...slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was...enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums,... | |
 | Gems - 1851 - 206 páginas
...seem. Life is real! life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returneth, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not...destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us further than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,... | |
 | Arnold Lewis - 1997 - 384 páginas
...record of the United States and of Chicago in these decades would have been different. Not enjoyment and not sorrow. Is our destined end or way; But to...that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act—act in the living present!... | |
 | James T. Siegel - 1997 - 292 páginas
...by quoting a verse of Longfellow. The verse, he writes, is "more or less like this": Not enjoyment and not sorrow, is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to day. (149) After telling her again he is sure she understands it, he says,... | |
 | Robert Davidson - 1998 - 500 páginas
...banish such thoughts (cf. 73:3-12). Longfellow in his "Psalm of Life" echoes what troubles the psalmist: "Time is fleeting. And our hearts, though stout and brave, still like muffled dreams are beating funeral marches to the grave." 7-11 The psalmist, accepting that the verdict on... | |
 | Sacvan Bercovitch, Cyrus R. K. Patell - 1994 - 580 páginas
...empty dream For the girl is dead that's single And things are not what they seem . . . Not enjoyment and not sorrow Is our destined end or way But to act, that each tomorrow Nearer brings the wedding day. In the work of these women poets, region claims neither to represent... | |
 | Claire M. Tylee, Elaine Turner, Agnes Cardinal - 1999 - 242 páginas
...EDIE I won't he long, Mr Perkins. (EDIE hohhles out from, shading her eyes.l EDIE (reciting againl Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and hrave, Still like muffled drums, are heating Funeral marches to the grave. (She moves hackstage, and... | |
 | Wanda H. Ball, Pam Brewer - 2000 - 182 páginas
...that slumbers. And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal: Dust thou art, to dust returnest. Was not...destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today. Art is long, and Time is fleeting. And, our hearts, though stout and brave.... | |
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