No more? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him. O life as futile, then, as frail! O for thy voice to soothe and bless! What hope of answer, or redress? Behind... The New Englander - ˹éÒ 6631877ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé
| 1877 - 506 ˹éÒ
...Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within the iron hills? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons...in their slime, Were mellow music matched with him. O life as futile, then as frail ! 0 for thy voice to soothe and bless ! What hope of answer, or redress... | |
| 1893 - 840 ˹éÒ
...battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills ? NII more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons...tear each other in their slime, Were mellow music match' d with him. Yet it was George Eliot's peculiar glory that, accepting the fact, so terrible at... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 ˹éÒ
...Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music matched with him. O life as futile, then, as frail... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 ˹éÒ
...Who battled for the True, the Just, Be Mown ahout the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him. O life as futile, then, as frail... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 ˹éÒ
...Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him. 0 life as futile, then, as frail... | |
| Peter Bayne - 1855 - 540 ˹éÒ
...has no more to enjoy or look to than the pleasures of sense, is one of the finest in poetry : — " No more ? a monster, then a dream, A discord. Dragons...of the prime, That tear each other in their slime, m Were mellow music match'd with him." We find, in a poem by Coleridge, which is not, we think, very... | |
| Peter Bayne - 1855 - 540 ˹éÒ
...of sense, is one of the finest in poetry : — "No more? a monster, then a dream, A discord. Dragona of the prime, That tear each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him." We find, in a poem by Coleridge, which is not, we think, very well known, a general... | |
| Hugh Miller - 1857 - 532 ˹éÒ
..."battled for the true, the just, — Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within the iron hills ? No more!— a monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tore each other in their slime, Were mellow music matched with him. O, life, as futile then as frail,... | |
| 1857 - 592 ˹éÒ
...Who battled for the true, the just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills ? No more ! a monster, then, a dream, A discord, dragons of the prime, That tore each other in their slime. Were mellow music match'd with him, 0 life, as futile then as frail... | |
| Hugh Miller - 1857 - 520 ˹éÒ
...battled for the true, the just, — Be blown about the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare.each other in their slimo, Were mellow music, match'd with him. O, life, as futile then as frail,... | |
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