 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 American Church Monthly - Página 1101918Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Caleb Williams Saleeby - 1904 - 390 páginas
...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...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 believe... | |
 | Margery Williams Bianco - 1904 - 332 páginas
...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... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1904 - 942 páginas
...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.... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1904 - 352 páginas
...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... | |
 | Arthur Temple Lyttelton, Edward Stuart Talbot - 1904 - 376 páginas
...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.... | |
 | Sir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff - 1904 - 416 páginas
...; 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.... | |
 | Arthur Temple Lyttelton, Edward Stuart Talbot - 1904 - 374 páginas
...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. For that gives us, by its indefinable sound of truth, an insight into the souls of the men whom he... | |
 | J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish - 1904 - 714 páginas
...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... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1905 - 434 páginas
...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...even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light : Nor sound of waters shaken, Nor any sound... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1910 - 330 páginas
...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...even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light: Nor sound of waters shaken, Nor any sound or... | |
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