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" I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. "
The American Whig Review - Page 35
1845
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Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 pages
...a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch, wherethrough Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when...end ! To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use, As though to breathe were life ! Life piled on life Were all too little ; and of one, to me Little remains...
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The Poetry and Mystery of Dreams

Charles Godfrey Leland - Dreams - 1856 - 292 pages
...variety of curious experiences. FOB, all experience is an arch wherethro' •Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades, For ever and for ever when I move. TENNYSON. I slept and dreamed — before me stood an arch — A pointed ogive — framed in carvings...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1858 - 402 pages
...part of all that I have met ; \ Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' ' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, j To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life . Were...
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Once a Week, Volume 12

Eneas Sweetland Dallas - Art - 1864 - 750 pages
...it were to pause, to make an end, To rust ,iu inn ni -li. . !, not to shine in use, As t ii .11 .-h to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little. I feel that, Heaven knows ; and yet I fain would follow love, if that might be. That sweet winning...
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Historical and literary celebrities, selected from Chambers's papers for the ...

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1859 - 636 pages
...untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when he moves.' He cannot rest from travel — ' How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! ' He counts it vile to ' store and hoard' himself, while his ' gray...
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Ethel's Love-life: A Novel

Margaret Jane Mussey Sweat - American fiction - 1859 - 252 pages
...a part of all which I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move." TENNYSON. ETHEL'S LOVE-LIFE. LETTER FIRST. DEAREST AND TRUEST OF FRIENDS, You ask me to tell you something...
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Prolusiones

Marlborough coll - 1860 - 310 pages
...am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end. IDEM GREECE REDDITUM OVK afiirvorf ir\ávwv T<S, ¿Kiriveiv ее \pr¡ ( ' fio-)(()ri[unu>v кратера...
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Prolusiones

Marlborough coll - 1860 - 310 pages
...am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end. IDEM GREECE REDDITUM. OVK afiirvoij ir\iivu>i> TK, ¿Kiriveiv ее yj>ri v кратера. ft,' ¿s...
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Biographic portraitures: or, Sketches of the lives and characters of a few ...

John Leaf - 1861 - 500 pages
...untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when he moves." He cannot rest from travel — " How dull it is to pause, to make an end. To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use | " He counts it vile to " store and hoard " himself, while his " STBY spirit " is still " yearning...
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Poetical Works, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pages
...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to sliine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...
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