 ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Page 4311849Full view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 896 pages
...steep slate-quarry, and the great echo flap And buffet round the hills, from bluff to bluff. ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 904 pages
...steep slate-quarry, and the great echo flap And buffet round the hills, from bluff to bluff. ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed,... | |
 | Charles Mills Gayley - English poetry - 1893 - 642 pages
...happy, — growing tired of inaction and resolving to set forth again in quest of new adventures. . " It little profits that an idle King, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
 | Charles Mills Gayley - English poetry - 1893 - 652 pages
...be happy, — growing tired of inaction and resolving to set forth again in quest of new adventures. "It little profits that an idle King, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole tV-^-c Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 862 pages
...both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. Ul.YSSES. It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 178 pages
...O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. ULYSSES. It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 860 pages
...O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. ULYSSES. It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 862 pages
...O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. ULYSSES. It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren craprs. Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and... | |
 | Kenyon West - Poets laureate - 1895 - 588 pages
...into light the mounded rack, Beyond the fair green field and eastern sea. Live—yet live— ULYSSES.* IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
 | Margaret Sullivan Mooney - English literature - 1895 - 350 pages
...mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar; O rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more. ULYSSES. TENNYSON. It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep,... | |
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