 | August Gottlieb Meissner - 1784 - 630 pages
...our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know...The meadows where it glides, the sun, the breeze. 94 FIFTH M ЕМОК Y. Wherein he doth forever chase That flying and elusive shadow, Rest; An air of... | |
 | 1856 - 634 pages
...the breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again, The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean we say, and what we would we know.' Here, and in many other poems, we recognise with delight the coolness of head and warmth of heart,... | |
 | 1855 - 804 pages
...lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we moan, we say, and what we» would, we know. A man becomes...the breeze. " And there arrives a lull in the hot rao» Wherein he doth for ever chase That flying and elusive shadow, Best. An air of coolness plays... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1855 - 780 pages
...of feeling stirs again : Tlie eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean wo sny, and what we would we know. A man becomes aware of...and he sees The meadows where it glides, the sun, and feels the breeze. And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth for ever chase That... | |
 | 1855 - 784 pages
...breast, And л lost pulse of feeling stirs again : Tlie eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean we say, and what we would we know....life's flow, And hears its winding murmur, and he seca The meadows where it glides, the sun, and feels the breeze. And there arrives a lull in the hot... | |
 | University magazine - 1855 - 784 pages
...of feeling stirs agflln : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain. And what we mean, we cay, and what we would, we know. A man becomes aware of his life's flow, And hear* its winding murmur, and he seca The meadows where it glides, the sun, the breeze. " And there... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 348 pages
...our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know....there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth forever chase That flying and elusive shadow, Rest. An air of coolness plays upon his face, And an... | |
 | Friedrich Max Müller - 1857 - 192 pages
...our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stifs again: The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know. A man becomes aware of his life's flow, 86 r 87 And hears its winding murmur, and he sees The meadows where it glides, the sun, the breeze.... | |
 | 1860 - 452 pages
...our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again ; The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know....there arrives a lull in the hot race, Wherein he doth forever chase That flying and elusive shadow, Rest. An air of coolness plays upon his face, And an... | |
 | R. C. J. - 1866 - 304 pages
...our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would we know....And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he does forever chase That flying and illusive shadow, Rest. An air of coolness plays upon his face, And... | |
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A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know... 
