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" In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain as in a dream, When years go by Funeral-paced, yet fugitive, When man lives, and doth not live, Doth not live — nor... "
Methods and Aids in Geography: For the Use of Teachers and Normal Schools - Page 443
by Charles Francis King - 1888 - 518 pages
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Poems, with biographical intr. by J. Mitchel

James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 474 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain...green or soft, But the snowpeaks rise aloft And the exile there Is one with those ; They are part, and he is part, For the sands are in his heart, And...
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Poems

James Clarence Mangan - English poetry - 1859 - 478 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain...green or soft, But the snowpeaks rise aloft And the exile there Is one with those ; They are part, and he is part, For the sands are in his heart, And...
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Poems

James Clarence Mangan - English poetry - 1859 - 478 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain as in n dream, When years go by Fnneral-paced, yet fugitive, When man lives, and doth not live, Doth not...
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Poems

James Clarence Mangan - English poetry - 1866 - 472 pages
...blackens, the heart pine*. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain...green or soft, But the snowpeaks rise aloft And the exile there Is one with those ; They are part, and he is part, For the sands are in his heart, And...
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Essays in Prose and Verse

James Clarence Mangan - Irish essays - 1884 - 352 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead. Pain...green or soft, But the snow-peaks rise aloft And the exile there Is one with those ; They are part and he is part, For the sands are in his heart. And the...
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The Life and Writings of James Clarence Mangan

David James O'Donoghue - Ireland - 1897 - 318 pages
...quoted— " In Siberia's wastes, No tears are shed For they freeze within the brain, Nought is left but dullest pain. Pain acute, yet dead. Pain as in...fugitive, When man lives, and doth not live. Doth not live—nor die. In Siberia's wastes And then we have, cheek by jowl near it, that amusing pseudo-Turkish...
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A Treasury of Irish Poetry in the English Tongue

Stopford Augustus Brooke, Thomas William Rolleston - English poetry - 1900 - 640 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze w ithin the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain...Funeral-paced, yet fugitive— When man lives and doth not live In Siberia's wastes Are sands and rocks. Nothing blooms of green or soft, But the snowpeaks rise aloft...
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The Dublin Book of Irish Verse 1728-1909

John Cooke - English poetry - 1909 - 818 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain. Pain acute, yet dead. Pain...fugitive, When man lives and doth not live, Doth not live—nor die. In Siberia's wastes Are sands and rocks. Nothing blooms of green or soft, But the snow-peaks...
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The Dublin Book of Irish Verse, 1728-1909

John Cooke (M.A.) - English poetry - 1909 - 820 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain. Pain acute, yet dead. Pain...years go by Funeral-paced, yet fugitive, When man lives.and doth not live, Doth not live — nor die. In Siberia's wastes Are sands and rocks. Nothing...
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A Book of Irish Verse

William Butler Yeats - English poetry - 1911 - 354 pages
...blackens, the heart pines. In Siberia's wastes No tears are shed, For they freeze within the brain. Nought is felt but dullest pain, Pain acute, yet dead ; Pain...live, Doth not live — nor die. In Siberia's wastes But the snowpeaks rise aloft And the gaunt ice-blocks. And the exile there Is one with those ; They...
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