Say not, the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now... The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918 - Page 28231918 - 4009 pagesFull view - About this book
| Charles Wells Moulton - American poetry - 1890 - 524 pages
...It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers. THE MAGAZINE OF POETRY. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking. Seem here...how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright. QUI LABORAT, ORAT. O ONLY Source of all our light and life, Whom as our truth, our strength, we see... | |
| Charles Dudley Warner - Literature - 1897 - 504 pages
...Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change; I steadier step when I recall That if I slip, Thou dost not fall! SAY NOT, THE STRUGGLE NAUGHT AVAILETH SAY not, the...how slowly! But westward, look, the land is bright. COME BACK COME back, come back! behold with straining mast And swelling sail, behold her steaming fast:... | |
| Volney Streamer - Religious poetry - 1897 - 248 pages
...against miracles at large, and that by the mere progress of time. MATTHEW ARNOI.D God and ike Bible SAY NOT, THE STRUGGLE NAUGHT AVAILETH SAY not, the...how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright. ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH SELF-DEPENDENCE WEARY of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought... | |
| Mrs. Mary Harriet Bright Curry - English literature - 1897 - 412 pages
...children of Israel that they go forward." EXODUS xiv. 15. SAY not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor...how slowly, But, westward, look, the land is bright. ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH. ONCE in an age, God sends to some of us a friend •who loves in us, not a false... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1897 - 376 pages
...have been, things remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars ; It may be, in yon smoke conceal'd Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but...how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright. AH Clough CXXXVIII EPILOGUE TO ASOLANDO At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you... | |
| Frederic William Farrar - Bible - 1897 - 388 pages
...which is daily acquiring more and more the volume and majesty of an ocean tide. ADVANCING KNOWLEDGE 17 For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here...slowly, — But westward, look, the land is bright ! l I need only add two remarks. First, I do not deviate in the smallest particular from the definite... | |
| Volney Streamer - Religious poetry - 1897 - 248 pages
...smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field. FoP while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here...how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright. ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH SELF-DEPENDENCE WEARY of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought... | |
| Walter Hobhouse - English literature - 1898 - 178 pages
...XLVII. We fall to rise, are baffled to fight better. Say not, the struggle nought availeth, the labour and the wounds are vain, the enemy faints not, nor...how slowly, but westward, look, the land is bright. CLOUOH. XLVII. Quo nunc certamine tanto ? avSpiav a\iov TOV aywva yevecrOai, exew KapTrov TpavftaTa... | |
| Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl - Anthologies - 1899 - 452 pages
...They do not quit, nor can retain, Far less consider it again. SAT NOT, THE STRUGGLE NAUGHT ATAILETH. / Say not, The struggle naught availeth, The labor and...how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright. ROOTS AND FLOWERS. (From " The Bothie of Tober-na^-Vuolich.") List to a letter that came from Philip... | |
| Richard Dacre Archer-Hind, Robert Drew Hicks - Classical literature - 1899 - 518 pages
...ipsum severus ; hue ades, hanc colito, hospes, aram. AY not, the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor...how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright. ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH. AN honest man here lies at rest, •^ As e'er God with his image blest ; The friend... | |
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