 Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form,...  Public Speaking for Business Men - Pàgina 74per William George Hoffman - 1923 - 300 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Robert Browning - 1890 - 328 pàgines
...loss were small : But I, — whene'er the leaf grows there, Its drop comes from my heart, that's all. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1890 - 584 pàgines
...Familiar though the lines of ' Prospice ' are toall lovers of the poet, they yet repay quotation : — ' Fear death ? to feel the fog in my throat, The mist...post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in visible form, Yet the strong man must go : For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the... | |
 | Joseph Forster - 1890 - 162 pàgines
...attempt to prove to the reader the truth of this opinion. PROSPICE. Fear death ?—to feel the fog iu my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin,...he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strongest man must go : For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though... | |
 | Sarah Knowles Bolton - 1890 - 488 pàgines
...the departed love. The Saturday Review thinks this is "perhaps the grandest of contemporary poems." " Fear death ?— to feel the fog in my throat, The...storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fiend, in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go; For the journey is done and the summit attained,... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1890 - 344 pàgines
...small : But I, —whene'er the leaf grows there, Its drop comes from my heart, that's all. PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; 'WTIere he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go : For the journey... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1890 - 588 pàgines
...they yet repay quotation : — • ' Fear death ? to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my lace, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing...post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in visible form, Yet the strong man mnst go : For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1891 - 1190 pàgines
...Damh. This conld hat have happened once, — And we missed it, lost it forever. Ynnlli and Art. xvii. Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old ; Bear the hrnnt, in a minnte... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1892 - 466 pàgines
...cheek, Only by Dumbness adequately speak As favored mouth could never, through the eyes. PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle 's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter,... | |
 | Marshall Mather - 1892 - 190 pàgines
...mortal that mortality may be swallowed up of life ! For example, take his poem entitled ' Prospice.' ' Fear death ?— to feel the fog in my throat, The...done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so... | |
 | Robert Browning, Mrs. Charlotte M. Tytus - 1892 - 192 pàgines
...come? " I say. The Rabbi's eye shoots fire — . "Then let him turn to-day!" December Twenty-ninth. Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle 's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. December Thirtieth. I... | |
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