 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 ˹éÒ
...hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | 1842 - 538 ˹éÒ
...disappointment. Yet we cannot help giving another extract from the piece : — " Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to tumble from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | 1844 - 714 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | 1849 - 608 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | 1845 - 732 ˹éÒ
...hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848 - 372 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end. Some work of noble note may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
 | 1849 - 864 ˹éÒ
...free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day... | |
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Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. 
