 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.  Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord Byron - Page 732by George Clinton - 1828 - 756 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1875 - 486 pages
...of powers which seem to have been Df the highest order. "Peace! peace! he is not dead, he doth not He hath awakened from the dream of life. 'Tis we,...visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife." Sculpture. — Materials. — Antiquity. — Simplicity. SCULPTURE was practised at a very early period.... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 pages
...Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — "Pis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms...And 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... | |
 | Charles Sotheran - 1876 - 80 pages
...unquenchably the same," ******** " Peace ! peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy...unprofitable strife ; And in mad trance, strike with our spirits' knife, Invulnerable nothings !" FINIS CORONAT OPUS. To be published by SUBSCRIPTION, in three... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 290 pages
...! peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, — -L He hath awakened from the dream of life ; 'T is we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms...And 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... | |
 | 1877 - 360 pages
...above. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Rome, the Protestant Burial- Ground. GRAVE OF KEATS. PEACE ! peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, — He hath awakened...We decay Like corpses in a charnel ; fear and grief Courulse us and consume us da; by day, And culd hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 286 pages
...Harriet BeeeHer Stoioe. Rome, the Protestant Burial-Ground. GRATE OF KEATS. PEACE ! peace ! lie is not dead, he doth not sleep, — He hath awakened...trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothiugs. We decay Like corpses in a chaniel ; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - 1878 - 424 pages
...Keats. He now bursts forth afresh into the music of consolation : — Peace, peace ! he is not dead, lie doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from the dream of...And 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1878 - 442 pages
...embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. XXXIX. / Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — t He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we,...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1878 - 632 pages
...hearth of shame. 39. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from the drepm of life. 'Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. 40. He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1879 - 660 pages
...unquenchably the same, Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame. 39. Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from...And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living ciay. 40. He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest... | |
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