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" All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave? "
Nugae Criticae: Occasional Papers Written at the Seaside - Page 292
by Sir John Skelton - 1862 - 492 pages
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Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres ...

Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 pages
...sky Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah, why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. 'What is it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 181

1895 - 588 pages
...contemplative repose. ' There is no joy but calm ! ' ' Why should we only toil, the roof and crown of things 1 Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with...there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? All things have rest and ripen toward the grave In silence ; vipen, fall and cease : Give us long...
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 65

1849 - 792 pages
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is tho end of life : ah ! why Should life all labour be? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All things an taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful...
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Punch, Volumes 68-69

Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1875 - 616 pages
...see his way to anything, in fact. In short, he agreed with the Laureate's Lotos-Eaters : — " Let ue alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ?" Why all this bother and fuss about Reporting and Reporters, and so old a Standing...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah ! why Should life all labour be 1 Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 pages
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah ! why Should life all labour be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful...
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New Englander and Yale Review, Volume 24

Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1865 - 836 pages
...done for Freedom and Justice, and dreamily mutters: " There ia no joy but calm. Let us alone. Wbat pleasure can we have To war with evil ? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the olimbing wave!" The war well over, the great mass of the people begin to turn a deaf ear to political...
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The New Englander, Volume 24

1865 - 836 pages
...that enough has been done for Freedom and Justice, and dreamily mutters : " There is no joy but calm. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil 1 Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave !" The war well over, the great mass of...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumes 16-17

1849 - 608 pages
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life; ah ! why Should life all labor be ? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...sky, Vaulted o'er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life ; ah ! why Should life all labour be Y Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful...
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