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" He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again. "
English Men of Letters: Byron, by John Nichol, 1894; Shelley, by John ... - Page 132
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Played Out

Annie Thomas - 1867 - 172 pages
..."He has out-soared the shadow of onr night, Envy, and calumny, and hate, and pain, And that uurest, which men miscall delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again." THE second summer had merged abruptly into murky, late autumn weather. A slow, drizzling rain fell,...
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The British Quarterly Review, Volume 30

Henry Allon - 1859 - 740 pages
...Madness with unalterable mien.' And the following stanza from ' Adonais' is curiously Byronic :— ' He has outsoared the shadow of our night : Envy and...Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn With gparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.' Upon his return to England, after this visit to the Continent,...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 99

1868 - 978 pages
...and he has compassed at least in part the glorious designs which he so desired to manifest : — " He has outsoared the shadow of our night, Envy and...delight, Can touch him not and torture not again." LITTELL'S LIVING AGE No. 1274, -October 31, 1868. CONTENTS. 1. ONE HUNDRED PLANETS, St. James' Magazine,...
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Fraser's Magazine, Volume 77

1868 - 942 pages
...Spezia : the inscription partly in his own words — R г 1868] Rambles. [February He luis outboar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...delight, Can touch him not and torture not again. The house of his son, the Baronet, is not far off; and in Bournemouth churchyard is the grave of Sir...
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Fraser's Magazine, Volume 77

1868 - 844 pages
...words — B 2 1868] Baml/lcs. He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hat« and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again. The house of his son, the Baronet, is not far off; and in Bournemouth churchyard is the grave of Sir...
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The Sonning parish magazine

1869 - 400 pages
...on the death of one who, like my brother, did not meet in life with the fame which he deserved : — "He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy, and...delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again. Peace, peace. He is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awakened from the dream of life. Surely he...
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Harper's Magazine, Volume 38

Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1869 - 900 pages
...from .Shelley's Adonait: " He has ontsoared the shadow ot our Night ; Envy and calumny, and hate mid pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can...; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He ie secure, aud now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a bend grown gray In vain; Nor, when the spirit's...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Including Various ..., Volume 2

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 628 pages
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and...has ceased to burn, 'With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. XLI. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he \ Mourn not for Adonais. —...
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Poetical Works

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 664 pages
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. 40. He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and...vain— Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to bum, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. 41. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 3

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 400 pages
...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Euvy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, 'U ith sparkless ashes load an unlamented...
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