 Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of...  Hymns and Anthems - Страница lxxiiпо William Johnson Fox - 1845 - 107 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1838 - 564 страници
...Welcome, friend.' WHIT TНs HEART OГ THE Y OU NO MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. TKLL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. n. Life is real — life is earnest — And the grave is not its goal : Dust thou art, to dust returnee!,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 страници
...! A PSALM OF LIFE. WHAT THE HURT OT THE YOUJTO Mil! >11D TO THE PIALWI9T. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 588 страници
...how rare is it to find poetry to compare with this of the " Psalm of Life." "Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 584 страници
...how rare is it to find poetry to compare with this of the " Psalm of Life." "Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that... | |
 | 1840 - 424 страници
...A 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...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1840 - 182 страници
...thrice-prayed for! the most fair! The best-beloved Night ! A PSALM OF LIFE. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. L;fe is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 страници
...LONGFELLOW. A PSALM OF LIFE. WHAT THE HEART Or THE TOONO HAN SAID TO TH* PSALMIST. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that... | |
 | 1842 - 610 страници
...first is, "What the Heart of the Young Man said to the Psalmist." Tell me not in mournful numbers, j Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that...is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Wat not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act,... | |
 | 1842 - 818 страници
...heart of the young man said to the Psalmist !" " Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an idle dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers ; And things...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not written of the soul. Art is long, and time is fleeting. And our hearts, though stout and brave,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 страници
...TB1C HKAHT OF THE YOUNQ MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. 20 A PSALM: OF LIFE. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or... | |
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