...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 little,...

...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...

...them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnisVd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on (life Were all too little,...

...delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that 1 have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'...move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end. To rust unburnish d, not to shine Ln use ! As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little,...

...to be up and doing. In words, such as those ascribed by Tennyson to Ulysses, he is ready to say : " How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use ! " Ineffable is the pity with which he looks on brainsick loungers...

...Ulysses " is founded on a passage in the " Divina Commedia " of Dante. In the following lines— " 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," there seems to be a remarkable resemblance of thought and expression to a speech of Ulysses, in Shakespeare's...

...sea-king, strong as a fishing-boat that has battled long with tide and storm, spurns the idea of rest. 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. He is far above the weakness of disguising his pride, or pretending not to know that he is a man of...

...sea-king, strong as a fishingboat that has battled long with tide and storm, spurns the idea of rest. 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. He is far above the weakness of disguising his pride, or pretending not to know that he is a man of...

...is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when l move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburmsh'd, not to shine iu nee! As tho' to breathe were life. Life. piled on life Were all too little,...

...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...