 From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.  The New Jersey Magazine - Page 1821867Full view - About this book
 | Caleb Williams Saleeby - Evolution - 1904 - 390 pages
...saying that neither they nor 277 any other beautiful things will be remembered for their beauty alone: " From too much love of living, From hope and fear set...even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea." The vast majority of thinking men outside Asia, however, will have nothing to do with quietism. They... | |
 | Margery Williams Bianco - American fiction - 1904 - 332 pages
...written words on it as he stooped to pick it up, and they seemed to supply the final quaint incongruity. "From too much love of living, From hope and fear...no life lives forever, That dead men rise up never * There was a step in the entry. He slipped the paper back, closing the book, and returned it with... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - English poetry - 1904 - 352 pages
...and fretful, With lips but half regretful Sighs, and with eyes forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set...thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light : Nor... | |
 | Sir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff - English poetry - 1904 - 416 pages
...; And love, grown faint and fretful, With lips but half regretful, Sighs, and with eyes forgetful, From too much love of living, From hope and fear set...thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to the sea.... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - English poetry - 1904 - 942 pages
...and fretful With lips but half regretful Sighs, and with eyes forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set...thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.... | |
 | Arthur Temple Lyttelton, Edward Stuart Talbot - Religion in literature - 1904 - 376 pages
...does this by the force and sincerity of its tone. Mr. Swinburne is great in such a passage as this : From too much love of living, From hope and fear set...thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.... | |
 | J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish - 1904 - 714 pages
...the eery gleaming- water in the gathering dusk : "From too much love of living, From hope and pain set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be, That no life lives for ever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea." THE... | |
 | George Edward Woodberry - 1905 - 148 pages
...and fretful With lips but half regretful Sighs, and with eyes forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living. From hope and fear set...thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.... | |
 | Georg Brandes - Authors, Danish - 1907 - 404 pages
...Hengivenhed. I Sorger, der maatte forknytte Enhver, anførte han en Dag Swinburnes Ord af Proserpinas Have: From too much love of living, From hope and fear set...thanksgiving Whatever gods may be, That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sca. Men... | |
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