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" And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro... "
The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Page 488
1881
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Enoch Arden ; And, The Two Locksley Halls

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1897 - 190 pages
...Ulysses say: " I am a part of all that I have met." Ulysses, 18. 1 80. Earth should stand at gaze. " How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! " Ulysses, 22-3. Joshua's moon in Ajalon I " Then spake Joshua ... in the sight of Israel, Sun, stand...
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The Unitarian, Volume 12

Jabez Thomas Sunderland, Brooke Herford, Frederick B. Mott - Liberalism (Religion) - 1897 - 604 pages
...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams tluit nntravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...
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Personal Sketches of Recent Authors

Hattie Tyng Griswold - Authors, American - 1898 - 398 pages
...struggle of life, perhaps more simply than anything in ' In Memoriam.' " He sees even as early as that " How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,...
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The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1899 - 996 pages
...met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades 20 For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is...not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life 1 Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains ; but every hour is saved...
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The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1899 - 1002 pages
...mot ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades 20 For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust uuburnish'd, not to shine in use 1 As tho' to breathe were life ! Life piled on life Were all too little,...
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Library Association Record, Volume 3

Library Association - Bibliography - 1901 - 742 pages
...solicitudes, but he had sympathised with the sentiment that Tennyson put in the mouth of Ulysses — How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As ihn" to breathe were life. So long as health was spared to him he hoped to take a share with them in...
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Tennyson: A Critical Study

Stephen Lucius Gwynn - 1899 - 250 pages
...force within us permanently at war with the aspiration for prolonged activity rendered in Ulysses. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! That is the cry of the world wanderer; and the answering strain to it comes in The Lotos-Eaters: Why...
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Tennyson: A Critical Study

Stephen Lucius Gwynn - 1899 - 254 pages
...force within us permanently at war with the aspiration for prolonged activity rendered in Ulysses. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use I That is the cry of the world wanderer; and the answering strain to it comes in The Lotos-Eaters:...
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The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature ..., Volume 2

Richard Garnett, Leon Vallée, Alois Brandl - Anthologies - 1899 - 470 pages
...experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untraveled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use I As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,...
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Standard English Poems: Spenser to Tennyson

English poetry - 1899 - 788 pages
...experience is an arch wherethro' 20 Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life 25 Were all too...
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