 | 1864 - 640 pagini
...my woes; They rise and vanish in oblivious host. Like shades in Love's and Death's oblivion tossed, And yet I am, and live with shadows lost. " Into the...shipwreck of my life's esteems, And e'en the dearest whom I loved the liest Are strange, nay, far more strangers than the rest. " I long for scenes where... | |
 | 1866 - 924 pagini
...host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd jato the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | Frederick Martin - 1865 - 320 pagini
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | 1867 - 612 pagini
...host, Sliadows of life, whose very soûl ist lost. And yet I ami — 1 live — tliough 1 am tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But ihe huge shipwreek of my own esteem And... | |
 | Spencer Timothy Hall - 1870 - 424 pagini
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joya, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem •... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1870 - 552 pagini
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | John Clare, John Law Cherry - 1873 - 372 pagini
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet 1 am — I live — though I am toss'd. Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | Spencer Timothy Hall - 1873 - 478 pagini
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very sonl is lost. And yet I am— I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreamf Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys. But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 pagini
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd XY N;~Ej Z dream, Where there is neither sense of life nor But the huge shipwreck of my own es.teem, And all that's... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 pagini
...oblivions host, .SbadowS of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am tossed ur joy : 'tis naught That ages, empires, and religions there Lie burie dream, Where there is neither sense of life nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all... | |
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I AM : yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumer of my woes, They rise and vanish... 
