...direct and astonishing vigour of expression, which strikes home with the force of a sledge hammer. " Fear death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...The power of the night, the press of the storm, The host of the foe, Where He stands the Arch Fear, in a visible form ? Yet the strong man must go." With...

...were intentioned to send the spirit out of her attraction that it may be caught in the drift beyond. " Fear death ? To feel the fog in my throat, The mist...place ? The power of the night, the press of the storm ? No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers. The heroes of old ; Bear the brunt, in a minute...

...Bryant's Thanatopsis and with Swinburne's Garden of Proserpine, mentioned in another place. Prospice. Fear death ?—to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, aud the blasts denote I am neariug the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post...

...witnessing murmured, persistent and low, With their obstinate, all but hushed voices — E'en PROSPICE. Fear death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...visible form, Yet the strong man must go. For the iourney is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the...

...overmastering solicitude for his patient, turned his head. His companion was already gone. CHAPTER XII. The power of the Night, the press of the Storm, the post of the Foe. EOBEKT BKOWNING. Come flame, come tortnre for my sins ! Or mercy ope the golden portal. WALTER THOBNBUET....

...STANFORD, Mus. Doc. Composed expressly for this Entertainment. MR. AR R BAKES, Accompanied by the Composer. Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; WTiere he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go : For the journey is...

...and be satisfied. It is a poem, not of the pathos of death, but of the promise of Life ! 47 PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...nearing the place, The power of the night, the press ol the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong...

...and be satisfied. It is a poem, not of the pathos of death, but of the promise of Life 1 PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...nearing the place, The power of the night, the press ot the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong...

...the strain ; Learn, nor account the pang ; dare, never grudge the throe ! — RABBI BEN EZRA. DEATH. Fear death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man mnst go : For the journey is done and the summit attained. And the barriers fall, Though a battle's...

...Wrote one song — and in my brain I sing it, Drew one angel — borne, see, on my bosom ! PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, s The post of the foe, Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form ? Yet the strong man must go...