 Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neither sense of life nor joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems; And een the dearest — that I loved the best — Are strange — nay, rather stranger...  Littell's Living Age - Стр. 2431864Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Frederick Martin - 1865 - Страниц: 320
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | 1867 - Страниц: 612
...host, Sliadows of life, whose very soûl ist lost. And yet I ami — 1 live — tliough 1 am tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But ihe huge shipwreek of my own esteem And... | |
 | Spencer Timothy Hall - 1870 - Страниц: 424
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joya, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem •... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1870 - Страниц: 552
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | John Clare, John Law Cherry - 1873 - Страниц: 372
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet 1 am — I live — though I am toss'd. Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | Spencer Timothy Hall - 1873 - Страниц: 478
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very sonl is lost. And yet I am— I live — though I am toss'd Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreamf Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys. But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
 | 1878 - Страниц: 368
...of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shades in love and death's oblivion tost ; And yet I am — and live with shadows lost. Into...shipwreck of my life's esteems, And e'en the dearest — that I loved the best — Are strange — nay, rather stranger than the rest. I long for scenes... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - Страниц: 1000
...oblivions host, .SbadowS of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am tossed ur joy : 'tis naught That ages, empires, and religions there Lie burie dream, Where there is neither sense of life nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - Страниц: 1138
...oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am toss'd XY N;~Ej Z dream, Where there is neither sense of life nor But the huge shipwreck of my own es.teem, And all that's... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - Страниц: 1002
...oblivions host, Shadows of life, whoso very soul is lost. And yet I am — I live — though I am tossed us the dear old man replied, The gray-haired man of glee : " Down to t dream, Where there is neither souse of life iior joys, But the hngo shipwreck of my own esteem And... | |
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