 | New Church gen. confer - 640 pàgines
...sadness where it left delight, I dare not guess; but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pàgines
...Badness, where it left delight, I dare not guess ; but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where heart to do. But never fancy imaged such a deed As — [Paules, s It is a modest creed, and yet i'loasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
 | Frederick Denison Maurice - 1835 - 154 pàgines
...Left to his own caprices in a German University, I believe a young man, very earnest in philological pursuits, is likely sooner or later to become the...theory, in which Nothing is, but all things seem, And \ve the shadows of the dream — whereas, fortified at the outset with strong and manly conditions... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pàgines
...sadness, where it left delight, I dare not guess ; but in this life Of error, ignorance and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 256 pàgines
...he would have presented the world with * " But in this life Of terror, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death, itself must be, Like... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 368 pàgines
...higher state.* For myself, no religious * " But in this life Of terror, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death, itself must be, Like... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pàgines
...sadness, where it left delight, I dare not guess ; but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1845 - 186 pàgines
...dizzy from too great keenness of emotion ; * " But in this life Of terror, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream : It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pàgines
...sadness, where it left delight, I dare not guess ; but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pàgines
...sadness, where it left delight, I dare not guess ; but in this life Of error, ignorance and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant, if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like... | |
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I dare not guess; but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife. Where nothing is, but all things seem. And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant if one considers it, To own that death itself must be. Like all the rest,... 
