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" But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly! For strong the infection of our mental strife, Which, though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. "
Sohrab & Rustum & Other Poems - Page 58
by Matthew Arnold - 1911 - 98 pages
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1853 - 298 pages
...former years, With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales. But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers, And thy clear aims...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 348 pages
...former years, With dew or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales. 11 But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers, And thy clear aims...
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The Dublin Review, Volume 49

Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861 - 570 pages
..." Light half-believers of our casual creeds, 'Who never deeply felt, nor clearly will'd." He speaks of " Our mental strife Which though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest." His eager inquisitive spirit knows not indeed where to seek for rest. He turns with passionate cries...
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The Eagle: A Magazine, Volumes 5-6

1867 - 832 pages
...hours. HAJJI. A WANDERING EAGLET. By the Author of "Karl's Legacy." FLIGHT THE FIRST. — NUREMBERG. "But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfixed thy powers; And thy clear aims...
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The Eagle: A Magazine Support by Members of St. John's College, Volume 6

1869 - 438 pages
...spoils for rest; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfixed thy powers; And thy clear aims be eross and shifting made: And then thy glad perennial youth would fade, Fade, and grow old at last,...
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The Contemporary Review, Volume 35

1879 - 980 pages
...feeling, heed for good and all that oracle of the high muse which his own pen had so finely worded : " But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest ; And we uhonld win thee from thy own fair life, Like us distracted, and like ns unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer...
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Living English poets [selections from their works].

English poets - 1883 - 364 pages
...former years, With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly! For strong...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers, And thy clear aims...
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Living English Poets: MDCCCLXXXII.

1883 - 378 pages
...former years, With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...rest ; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, L Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous,...
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Poems. New and complete ed, Volume 2

Matthew Arnold - 1885 - 280 pages
...former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers, And thy clear aims...
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The poets of the second half of the reign. The writers of vers de société

Henry Fitz Randolph - 1887 - 392 pages
...former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly! For strong...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfixed thy powers, And thy clear aims...
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