 And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep. Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from...  American Medicine - Page 3071920Full view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 262 pages
...weariness ? All things have rest : why should we toil alone, We only toil, who are the first of things, Aad make perpetual moan, Still from one sorrow to another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm ; Nor hearken what the inner spirit sings, "There... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1879 - 236 pages
...long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep. II. Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp...another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm : Nor harken what the inner spirit sings, "... | |
 | 1879 - 524 pages
...long-leaved flowers weep, And from the eraggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep. lI. Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness. And utterly consumed with sharp...sorrow to another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings, And ceaee from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy halm ; Nor lmrken what the inner spirit... | |
 | Emma Jane Worboise - 1880 - 590 pages
...One's mind cannot always be in rude health any more than one's body. One grows weary sometimes — " ' Why should we toil alone ? We only toil who are the...another thrown ; Nor ever fold our wings, And cease our wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm, Nor hearken what the inner spirit sings,... | |
 | Samuel Cox, Sir William Robertson Nicoll, James Moffatt - Bible - 1880 - 504 pages
...for what ? Why are we weighed upon with heaviness And utterly consumed with sharp distress ; * * * * And make perpetual moan ; Still from one sorrow to...another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy ba'.m ? The change of feeling in Verse 24 is remarkable.... | |
 | Rosa Nouchette Carey - 1880 - 450 pages
...why should we toil alone ? We only toil, who are the first of things, And make perpetual moan, Stilt from one sorrow to another thrown Nor ever fold our wings And cease from wanderings.' Tennysotl. AND the cloud that was at one time no ' bigger than a man's hand,' swelled... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881 - 742 pages
...long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep. It. Why arc we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp...another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm ; Nor harken what the inner spirit sings, '... | |
 | Charles Kingsley - 1881 - 390 pages
...While all things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest : why should we toil alone ? AVe only toil, who are the first of things, And make perpetual...another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings ; Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm, Nor hearken what the inner spirit sings, '... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1881 - 856 pages
...all things eue nave rest from weariness Т All things have rest : why chonld we toil alone, We "iily toil, who are the first of things, And make perpetual moan, Still from one sorrow to another thrown. . . . lo ! in the middle of the wood. The folded leaf is wooed from ont the bud With winds apon the... | |
 | John James Stewart Perowne (bp. of Worcester) - 1882 - 558 pages
...the modern Poet which finds no response in the spirit of the Hebrew bard : — " Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp...another thrown : Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings ; Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm ; Nor hearken what the inner spirit sings,... | |
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