 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 pages
...OF LIFE. WHAT THE HEART OF THE YOUNG MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, " Life is but an empty dream !" For the soul is dead...enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums,... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1851 - 424 pages
...are not what they seem. 1 See note 3, p. 231. Life is real — Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; " Dust thou art — to dust returnest" —...and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts,... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...thereby made us slaves." — Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, " Life is but an empty dream !" For the soul is dead...what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; " Dust thou art, to dust returuest " Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment,... | |
 | Gems - 1851 - 206 pages
...PSALM OF LIFE. What the heart of the young man said to the Psalmist. Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead...what they seem. Life is real! life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returneth, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment,... | |
 | 1852 - 620 pages
...rightly, by Tennyson, or even, except for ridicule, by Wordsworth. " Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead...the soul. " Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destin'd end or way ; But to act that each to-morrow Find us further than to-day. " Art is long and... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 pages
...HAN SAID TO TEX MttlOR Tin me not, in mournful numbers, Life is bat an empty dream ! For the suol U dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem....and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and -Time is fleeting, And our hearts,... | |
 | Cottage verse, Joseph Jones - 1852 - 296 pages
...are dashed in the tide. Sound the loud timbrel &c. 234. Human Life. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead...not its goal : Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken to the soul. • Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act,... | |
 | Choice descriptive poetry - 1852 - 112 pages
...mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not as they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the...and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act that each to-morrow Find us further than to-day. Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead... | |
 | 1852 - 588 pages
...OF LIFE. WHAT THE HEART OF THE YOUNG MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, " Life is but an empty dream !" For the soul is dead...what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its gonl: " Bust thou art, to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment,... | |
 | George Dawson - 1853 - 552 pages
...179.— 8.7. Let us run with patience the race that it set before us. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, ' Life is but an empty dream, ' For the soul is dead...and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,... | |
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