 | Matthew Arnold - 1853 - 298 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply, the River of Time, As it grows, as the towns on its...floats, Freshening its current and spotted with foam As it draws to the Ocean, may strike Peace to the soul of the man on its breast : As the pale Waste... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 350 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply the River of Time, As it grows, as the towns on its...own. And the width of the waters, the hush Of the gray expanse where he floats, Freshening its current and spotted with foam As it draws to the Ocean,... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 348 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply the River of Time, As it grows, as the towns on its...own. And the width of the waters, the hush Of the gray expanse where he floats, Freshening its current and spotted with foam As it draws to the Ocean,... | |
 | 1857 - 542 strani
...the aspiration of a living poet, whose philosophy it is not always so easy to accept, — ' Haply, the River of Time As it grows, as the towns on its...floats, Freshening its current and spotted with foam As it draws to the Ocean, may strike Peace to the soul of the man on its breast. As the pale Waste... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1869 - 286 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply, the river of Time, As it grows, as the towns on its...floats, Freshening its current and spotted with foam As it draws to the Ocean, may strike Peace to the soul of the man on its breast; As the pale waste... | |
 | Cycle - 1871 - 202 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply, the river of Time, As it grows, — as the towns on...stream, — May acquire, if not the calm Of its early monotonous shore, Yet a solemn peace of its own. And the width of the waters, the hush Of the grey... | |
 | Poems - 1872 - 362 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply, the river of Time, As it grows, as the towns on its...floats, Freshening its current and spotted with foam As it draws to the Ocean, may strike Peace to the soul of the man on its breast ; As the pale waste... | |
 | 1873 - 354 strani
...feeling of quiet again. But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply the River of Time, As it grows, as the towns on its...calm Of its early mountainous shore, Yet a solemn pace of its own. And the width of the waters, the hush Of the gray expanse where he floats, Freshening... | |
 | Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882 - 1108 strani
...glides. Fable and dreum But what was before us we know not. And we know not what shall succeed. Haply, the river of Time,— As it grows, as the towns on...Yet a solemn peace of its own. And the width of the water*, the hush Of the gray expanse where he Moats, Freshening its cur-rent and spotted with foam... | |
 | Alfred Hix Welsh - 1883 - 586 strani
...passes, are his. . . . But what was before us we know not, And we know not what shall succeed. Haply, the river of Time,— As it grows, as the towns on...acquire, if not the calm Of its early mountainous shore, Tet a solemn peace of its own. And the width of the waters, the hush Of the gray expanse where he floats,... | |
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Haply, the river of Time — As it grows, as the towns on its marge Fling their wavering lights On a wider, statelier stream — May acquire, if not the calm Of its early mountainous shore, Yet a solemn peace of its own. And the width of the waters, the... 
