 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1902 - 472 Seiten
...live still, let them come and take Thy slave in my despite, drink from thy cup, Speak in my place ! " Thou diest while I survive ? " — Say rather that...sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1902 - 472 Seiten
...live still, let them come and take Thy slave in my despite, drink from thy cup. Speak in my place ! " Thou diest while I survive ? " — Say rather that...sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1902 - 776 Seiten
...is deadlier still, In this, that every day my sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While...more, My hand shakes, and the heavy years increase — 2 M The horror quickening still from year to year, The consummation coming past escape When I shall... | |
 | Joseph Bickersteth Mayor - 1903 - 190 Seiten
...does not die: Sappho survives, because we sing her songs, and Aeschylus, because we read his plays.' Say rather that my fate is deadlier still, in this,...sense of joy grows more acute, my soul (intensified by power and insight) more enlarged, more keen; while every day my hairs fall more and more, the horror... | |
 | Joseph Bickersteth Mayor - 1903 - 188 Seiten
...is deadlier still, in this, that every day my sense of joy grows more acute, my soul (intensified by power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; while every day my hairs fall more and more, the horror quickening still from year to year, the consummation coming past escape, when, all my works,... | |
 | Ethel M. Naish - 1906 - 232 Seiten
...enjoyment, becomes proportionately more grievous than that of the less complex nature of the man of action. Say rather that my fate is deadlier still, In this,...sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand... | |
 | Alfred William Benn - 1906 - 592 Seiten
...maintained. ' Cleon ' presents the argument from emotional ophelism with poignant condensation : 1 ... every day my sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand... | |
 | Arthur Rogers - 1909 - 294 Seiten
...must give things up, but even as he is forced to give them up he finds he wants them more than ever. "Every day my sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen: While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1911 - 384 Seiten
...still, let them come and take Thy slave in my despite — drink from thy cup — Speak in my place. Thou diest while I survive ? Say rather that my fate...still, — In this, that every day my sense of joy 310 Grows more acute, my soul (intensified In power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While every... | |
 | Philip Stafford Moxom - 1912 - 112 Seiten
...his hunger for the immortality in which he cannot believe. To his royal friend, Protus, he writes — Thou diest while I survive? Say rather that my fate...sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen; While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand... | |
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Say rather that my fate is deadlier still, In this, that every day my sense of joy Grows more acute, my soul (intensified By power and insight) more enlarged, more keen ; While every day my hairs fall more and more, My hand shakes, and the heavy years... 
