 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 σελίδες
...earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like mulllcd drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 444 σελίδες
...sorrow, 10 Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting ; And our hearts, though stout and brave, 17* Still, like muffled drums, are beating • Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 σελίδες
...not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of life,... | |
 | 1848 - 658 σελίδες
...persons looked to him as their guide to heaven, and now the hundred thousand have become a million. "Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating, Funeral marches to the grave. Let us then be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ;... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 σελίδες
...sorrow, Is our destined end, and way, 39 But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther— than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches— to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 σελίδες
...our destined end or way"; But to act. that ench to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is Inng. and Time is fleeting. And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the Viivouae of... | |
 | Henry Clapp - 1846 - 228 σελίδες
...sorrow. Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life,... | |
 | 1846 - 302 σελίδες
...not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life,... | |
 | 1846 - 436 σελίδες
...not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life,... | |
 | Noble Butler - 1846 - 276 σελίδες
...Goldsmith. Life, like a dome of many-colored glass, Stains the white radiance of eternity. — Shelley. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts,...though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. — Longfell<nof A better prize There is for man, a glory... | |
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Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. 
