...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...

...plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch, wherethrough Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades For...end ! To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use, As though to breathe were life ! Life piled on life Were all too little ; and of one, to me Little remains...

...untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when he moves.' He cannot rest from travel — ' How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! ' He counts it vile to ' store and hoard' himself, while his ' gray...

...untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when he moves." He cannot rest from travel — " How dull it is to pause, to make an end. To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use | " He counts it vile to " store and hoard " himself, while his " STBY spirit " is still " yearning...

...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...

...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to sliine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...

...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fade^ Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too...

...prolonged life lay in cessation from all fatiguing duty — he must give over preaching altogether. " How dull it is to pause — to make an end — To rust unburnished — not to shine in use." He felt it keenly, and still hoped that, by careful modulation...

...always attended. CHATTER IV. EXAMPLES AND ENCOURAGEMENTS FROM THE LIVES OF EMINENT HEN OF LETTERS. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd,...not to shine in use ! As tho' to breathe were life. . . . Some work of noble note may yet be done. TENNYSON 1 . IT is observable that many of cur most...

...experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever as I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! Quid prodest ? sterilis si languet inertia regni, Adque Lares tacitos, effoeta conjuge, leges Metior...