 | 1894 - 706 pages
...Shelley lashes the reviewer of Keats. He now bursts forth afresh into the music of consolation :— Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep !...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living olaj. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 862 pages
...and change, unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep !...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clsy XL. He has outsoarcd the shadow of o«r night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Lady Strachey (Jane Maria) - English poetry - 1894 - 376 pages
...and change, unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. "Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 862 pages
...mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charncl ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living day XL. He has outsoared the shadow of oir night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - English literature - 1895 - 358 pages
...trance, strike with our spirit's knife Inviilnerable nothings. — We decay Like corpses in a enamel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - Literature - 1896 - 498 pages
...Through time and change, unquenchably the same, WThilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep; He...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which... | |
 | R. McWilliam - English literature - 1897 - 176 pages
...and his speech in the third act, describing the happy place where he and Asia will dwell together. Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, He...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1898 - 704 pages
...Died on the promise of the fruit, is waste ; The broken lilv lies — the storm is overpast. XXXIX. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep —...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XLII. He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1898 - 532 pages
...an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. If'e decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Convulse...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay XLIl. He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder... | |
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Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! 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 knife Invulnerable nothings. We decay... 
