 Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly pomp and boast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. Thither the mighty torrents stray, Thither the brook pursues its way, And tinkling...  The Literary Bouquet: Gathered from Favorite Authors - Pagina 114door Literary bouquet - 1872 - 160 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 pagina’s
...sighs: The moments that are speeding fast, We heed not,—but the past, the past, More highly prize. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...pomp and boast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In that dark wave ; Thither the mighty torrents stray, Thither the brook pursues its way, And tinkling... | |
 | Margaret De Courcy, Beatrice De Courcy - 1832 - 508 pagina’s
...sea, The silent grave. Thither all earthly pomp and hoast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In that dark wave! Thither the mighty torrents stray — Thither...tinkling rill . There, all are equal: — side by Bide The poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. This world is but the rugged road Which... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1835 - 270 pagina’s
...decay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that's told, They pass away. III. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. IV. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few ; Fiction entices... | |
 | 1838 - 348 pagina’s
...swallowed up and lost Thither the hrook pursues its way And tinkling rill; There all are equal — side hy side. The poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. This world is hut the tugged road Which leads us to the hright ahode Of peace ahove ; So let us choose... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 pagina’s
...not decay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that 's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few; Fiction entices and... | |
 | 1842 - 818 pagina’s
...For the GREAT WESTERN didn't barst her boiler f THE GRAVE YARD. " There all are equal, side by sid«, The poor man, and the son of pride, Lie calm and still." Voiees of the night. How peacefully they rest ; th« young, the old/ The grave, and gay, here sleep... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 174 pagina’s
...not decay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that 's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few ; Fiction entices... | |
 | 1844 - 288 pagina’s
...not decay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembcr'd like a tale that's told, They pass away, Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave 1 Thither all earthly pomp and boast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. Thither the... | |
 | 1883 - 798 pagina’s
...Venerable Bede's ! " Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that nnfathomed, boundless sea, The ailent grave. Thither all earthly pomp and boast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. There all are equal. Side by side The poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still." As we mounted... | |
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