| 1844 - 454 pagini
...to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment and 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,... | |
| 1858 - 640 pagini
...©ргиф für biefe t^atfrafttge Station: Not enjoyment aud not sorrow , , I« our destined ead or way, But to act that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. ©eben wir паф ben wiffenfфаftliфen unb Ыф*епТфеп ju ben teligiöfen y^ten übet, fo... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1838 - 566 pagini
...dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. in. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destin'd end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. IT. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 pagini
...to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and 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... | |
| Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 588 pagini
...dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment, and 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, 1840.] Longfellow's Voices... | |
| Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 584 pagini
...dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment, and 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 stoiit and brave, Still, like muffled drums,... | |
| 1840 - 424 pagini
...dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment, and 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,... | |
| 1870 - 406 pagini
...you may fitly recall the familiar strain — Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. J. CLIFFORD. A SONG OF THE YEAE. 0 .' days and hours, your work is this, To hold me from my proper... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pagini
...to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and 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,... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 pagini
...Was not spoken of the soul. 20 A PSALM OF LIFE. Not enjoyment, and 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,... | |
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