...sea-king, strong as a fishingboat that has battled long with tide and storm, spurns the idea of rest. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. He is far above the weakness of disguising...

...sea-king, strong as a fishing-boat that has battled long with tide and storm, spurns the idea of rest. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. He is far above the weakness of disguising...

...Ulysses " is founded on a passage in the " Divina Commedia " of Dante. In the following lines— " How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use, As tho' to breathe were life," there seems to be a remarkable resemblance...

...entered that which the poet can only look upon from afar — " All experience is an arch wherethro" Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move." Impartial men will allow, that if Moses wrote such an account of creation as can stand the investigation...

...would have sounded : " I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust untarnished, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,...

...would have sounded : " I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethre' Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades...ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an eud, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were...

...am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move, llnw dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe...

...am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,...

...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnishcd, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...

...experience is an arch where thro' Gleams that untravel'd world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in uset As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on, life Were all too little,...