 This is the curse of life ! that not A nobler, calmer train Of wiser thoughts and feelings blot Our passions from our brain ; But each day brings its petty dust Our soon-choked souls to fill, And we forget because we must And not because we will.  The Cornhill Magazine - Page 370edited by - 1867Full view - About this book
 | Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1853 - 298 pages
...and feelings blot Our passions from our brain ; But each day brings its petty dust Our soon-chok'd souls to fill, And we forget because we must, And not because we will. I struggle towards the light ; and ye, Once long'd-for storms of love ! If with the light ye cannot'... | |
 | 1896 - 858 pages
...them." " Do you remember Arnold's lines? — "'But each day brings its petty dust, Our soon-choked souls to fill, And we forget because we must And not because we will'" — I quoted. " ' The world is too much with ue ; late and soon, Getting anil spending, we lay waste... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 348 pages
...and feelings blot Our passions from our brain ; But each day brings its petty dust Our soon-chok'd souls to fill, And we forget because we must, And not because we will. I struggle towards the light; and ye, Once long'd-for storms of love ! If with the light ye cannot... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - 1856 - 324 pages
...and feelings blot Our passions from our brain : But each day brings its petty dust, Our soon chok'd souls to fill, And we forget because we must, And not because we will. M. ABNOLD. /"I HUDLEIGH HOUSE was a square, substantial '-' mansion of modern date, more comfortable... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - English fiction - 1857 - 332 pages
...and feelings blot Our passions from our brain : But each day brings its petty dust, Our soon chok'd souls to fill. And we forget because we must, And not because we will. M. ABNOLD. CHUDLEIGH HOUSE was a square, substantial mansion of modern date, more comfortable than... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861 - 570 pages
...and feelings blot Our passions from our brain ; " But each day brings its petty dust Our soon-chok'd souls to fill, And we forget because we must, And not because we will. "I struggle towards the light ; and ye, Once long'd-for storms of love, If with the light ye cannot... | |
 | 1867 - 624 pages
...pass that in his case it should not be true that — " Each day brings its petty dust Our soon-choked souls to fill, And we forget because we must, And not because we will." For the fine and delicately-pencilled sketch of this happy intercourse which this book contains, I... | |
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1879 - 672 pages
...and feelings blot Our passions from our brain. " But each day brings its petty dust Our soon-choked souls to fill ; And we forget because we must, And not because we will." If, then, journalism has a seamy side, it is a side which presents itself just as clearly to the journalist... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1869 - 286 pages
...thoughts and feelings blot Our passions from our brain; But each day brings its petty dust Our soon-choked souls to fill, And we forget because we must, And not because we will. I struggle towards the light; and ye, Once-long'd-for storms of love ! If with the light ye cannot... | |
 | William Rathbone Greg - Criticism - 1873 - 370 pages
...calmer train Of wiser thoughts and feelings blot Our passions from our brain. " But each day brines its petty dust. Our. soon choked souls to fill ; And...over, like the temples of Egypt or the tombs of the Gampagna, not controlled, transmuted, reasoned down. It is the same, too, usually with our faults.... | |
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