 | Schools - 1799 - 198 σελίδες
...of that rest which remains for the people of God, could hardly be presented than in the instance of this " Gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge...star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought."* All his conclusions terminated in the vague conjectures of unsatisfied intellectual desire for a better... | |
 | 1856 - 834 σελίδες
...met. Vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning with desire To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought." OUR TOUR IN THE INTERIOR OF THE CRIMEA. IMMEDIATELY after the arrival of the news of peace, we determined... | |
 | 1849 - 792 σελίδες
...wherethrough Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margi n fades For ever and for ever when I move. " This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 σελίδες
...hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And...is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 σελίδες
...hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And...is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — . Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to... | |
 | 1844 - 714 σελίδες
...hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And...is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make... | |
 | 1849 - 608 σελίδες
...through Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. * * * * " This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labor, by slow prudence to make... | |
 | 1845 - 732 σελίδες
...hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And...is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — 1845.] [July, Well loved of me, discerning to fulfill This labor, by sluw... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 σελίδες
...hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And...is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make... | |
 | George Henry Lewes - 1845 - 258 σελίδες
...forget, that it is to these early thinkers that we owe our modern science. Had there not been many a " Gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge,...star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought,"* -we should not have been able to travel on the secure terrestrial path of slow inductive science. The... | |
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Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star,... 
