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" Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. "
The Gentleman's Magazine - Pagina 543
1874
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The Living Authors of England

Thomas Powell - 1849 - 328 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah ! whyShould life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ?" In this, the matter is darkly hinted, and shadowed forth, giving a force and awe to it far beyond...
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Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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Poems, Volumul 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah! why Should life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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The Haileybury observer, Volumul 7

East India college - 1852 - 414 pagini
...Death is the end of life. Ah ; why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast ; And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? ******* Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil ? Is there any peace In ever climbing...
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The Calcutta Review, Volumul 19

1853 - 536 pagini
...is strikingly expressive of the Buddhist's aspirations : — Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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The Calcutta Review, Volumul 19

1853 - 530 pagini
...is strikingly expressive of the Buddhist's aspirations : — Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? AH things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone....
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Poems, Volumul 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah ! why Should life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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The Presbyterian Quarterly Review, Volumul 6

B. J. Wallace, Albert Barnes - 1858 - 720 pagini
...Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone....it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war...
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