 | John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 654 pages
...? — Red strife from the furthest prime, md anguish of fierce debate; War that shatters her slain, And peace that grinds them as grain, And eyes fixed ever in vain )n the pitiless eyes of Fate. Still we say as we go, — "Strange to think by the way, Whatever there... | |
 | Sir Hall Caine - 1909 - 460 pages
...seemed to be the same then as his attitude toward this life — the attitude of one who is waiting. Still we say as we go — " Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day." One day, more than usually cheerful with signs of the coming spring, the local doctor made the painful... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 968 pages
...Time?— Red strife from the furthest prime. And anguish of fierce debate ; War that shatters her slain, these thou seest — if indeed I go — For all my...island-valley of Avilion : Where falls not hail, or rain, or 1 Sixteen Sonnets. Numbers 25, 39. 47. 49-52, O. 65. 67, SB, 91, 97. 90, and 100, were published in... | |
 | 1910 - 356 pages
...knells, Thy hope that a breath dispels, Thy bitter forlorn farewells And the empty echoes thereof? Still we say as we go, — "Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day." The sky leans dumb on the sea, Aweary with all its wings; And oh! the song the sea sings Is dark everlastingly.... | |
 | Theodore Watts-Dunton - 1910 - 84 pages
...? Red strife from the furthest prime And anguish of fierce debate, — War that shatters her slain And peace that grinds them as grain, And eyes fixed ever in vain On the pitiless eyes of Fate. Poetry used to be a delight and a comfort once. Listen to her now : — And he, shall he, * * * * Who... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1911 - 744 pages
...they be, Or whether as bond or free, Or whether they too were we, Or by what spell they have sped. Still we say as we go, — " Strange to think by the...That shall we know one day." What of the heart of hate That beats in thy breast, O Time ? — Red strife from the furthest prime, And anguish of fierce... | |
 | Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1911 - 732 pages
...knells. Thy hope that a breath dispels. Thy bitter forlorn farewells And the empty echoes thereof ? Still we say as we go, — " Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day," The sky leans dumb on the sea, Aweary with all its wings ; And oh I the song the sea sings Is dark... | |
 | James Moffatt - 1913 - 252 pages
...knells, Thy hope that a breath dispels, Thy bitter forlorn farewells And the empty echoes thereof ? Still we say as we go, — ' Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day '." — DG ROSSETTI. But then face to face. " 0 Lord of work and peace ! 0 Lord of life ! 0 Lord, the... | |
 | John Bartlett, Nathan Haskell Dole - 1914 - 1514 pages
...beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. Sudden Light. Still we say as we go, — " Strange to think by the...Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day." The Cloud Confine». Gather a shell from the strewn beach And listen at its lips: ' they sigh The same... | |
 | Alfred Ward Smith - 1914 - 234 pages
...the world may not, sometime and somewhere, develop a knowledge of its own true and essential self. " Still we say as we go, Strange to think, by the way; Whatever there is to know, That, we shall know some day." * » Rotietti. From this monistic point of view, all ignorance is self -ignorance... | |
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Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day. 
