...The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, around earth's shore — Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled ; But now I only hear Its melancholy,...vast edges drear, And naked shingles of the world." Matthew Arnold has defined poetry as a criticism of life. This definition has been challenged, but...

...The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled ; But now I only hear Its melancholy,...withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.* Now, is there truth in this...

...faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a brigty girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To...

...Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of n bright girdle furl'd ; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the: bresth Of the night wind down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Who can rend these...

...Was once too, at the full, and round earth's shore D Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing...vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world." .... Hugh was not morbid by any means, only the lines were suggested involuntarily by the night and...

...faith Was once, too, at the full, ami round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar. Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world." The lack of any definite end...

...The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled : But now I only hear Its melancholy long withdrawing roar." Indeed, Arnold's distinguishing sign among modern poets is the melancholy beauty with which he has...

...The sea of Faith Was once too at the full ; and round Earth's shoro Lay, like the folds of a bright girdle, furled : But now I only hear Its melancholy, long withdrawing roar." Prof. Clifford, with all his spring and brightness, owns to a deeper regret : — " The loss of belief...

...The sea of Faith Was once too at the full ; and round Earth's shoro Lay, like the folds of a bright girdle, furled : But now I only hear Its melancholy, long withdrawing roar." Prof. Clifford, with all his spring and brightness, owns to a deeper regret : — " The loss of belief...

...The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled ; But now I only hear Its melancholy,...withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love ! let us be true To...