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Page 71 - 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 sleep — knife Invulnerable nothings — we decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,
Page 71 - A portion of the eternal, which must glow Through time and change, unquenchably the same Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not He hath awakened from the dream of life ; 'Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep
Page 71 - knife Invulnerable nothings — we decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. So, when Fichte has achieved his deliverance from scepticism, his mind is closed
Page 72 - the world of space and time. Keats, too, is translated to the " realm of true beauty." He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely ; he doth bear The part, while the one spirit's plastic
Page 124 - Brought back my youth again. The heart hath its own memory, like the mind, And in it are enshrined The precious keepsakes, into which are wrought The giver's loving thought. Only your love and your remembrance could Give life to this dead wood, And make these branches, leafless now so long, Blossom again in song.
Page 9 - Lies westward from the midst of Cancer's line Unto the rising of this earthly globe, Whereas the sun declining from our sight Begins the day with our antipodes ! And shall I die with this unconquered ? Lo, here, my sons, are all the golden mines, Inestimable drugs, and precious stones, More worth than Asia and the
Page 70 - it inherits Are motes of a sick eye, bubbles and dreams; Thought is its cradle and its grave, nor less The future and the past are idle shadows Of thought's eternal flight — they have no being. Nought is but that it feels itself to be. The
Page 9 - beside : And from the antarctic pole eastward behold As much more land which never was descried, Wherein are rocks of pearl that shine as bright As all the lamps that beautify the sky — And shall I die and this unconquered? Here, lovely boys ; what death forbids my life, That let your lives command in spite of death.
Page 408 - V. Then on another wild morning another wild earthquake out-tore Clean from our lines of defence ten or twelve good paces or more. Rifleman, high on the roof, hidden there from the light of the sun — One has leapt up on the breach, crying out : " Follow me, follow me !
Page 407 - but the foe sprung his mine many times, and it chanced on a day Soon as the blast of that underground thunderclap echo'd away, Dark thro' the smoke and the sulphur like so many fiends in their hell — Cannon-shot, musket-shot, volley on volley, and yell