 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...  ADVENTURES AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF AMERICANS; - Page 670by HENRY HOWE - 1859Full view - About this book
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - American periodicals - 1838 - 564 pages
...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 - American poetry - 1840 - 182 pages
...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,... | |
 | Books - 1842 - 610 pages
...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 pages
...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 - American poetry - 1843 - 278 pages
...beating surge. A PSALM OF LIFE. WHAT TB1C HKAHT OF THE YOUNQ MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 280 pages
...THE PSALMIST. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream I For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are...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 the soul. 20 A PSALM... | |
 | T. WARD AMD CO. - 1844 - 444 pages
...uphold us, however faint and enfeebled we may seem to be to ourselves and others.— Newton. LIFE. By HW Longfellow. Tell me not in mournful numbers, "...what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; " Dust thou art, to dust retumest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment,... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 pages
...stay in Bostown this night — I know !" A PSALM OF LIFE. BY HW LONOFELLOW. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Lile is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken... | |
 | Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo - American poetry - 1844 - 338 pages
...sentiments, while her lips murmured the words of the beautiful " 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. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, . la our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - Elocution - 1844 - 444 pages
...LIFE.—HW LONGFELLOW. WHAT THE HEART OF THE VOUNU MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, " Life is but an empty dream !" For the soul...that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. 5 Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest,"... | |
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