...ML420.S565Z44 1997 782.42 164'092-dc21 97-37597 ISBN 0-06-093175-2 (pbk.) 0405 */RRD 1098765 FOR CLS AND FAS . How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! — TENNYSON Let's start the action! — SINATRA THE LEADER AFTER DARK WEE / ADVENTURES AND LESSONS...

...can do little more than balance the oblivion of the will in the poem's last word.9 Ulysses exclaims 'How dull it is to pause, to make an end, / To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!' (23-4). He calls on the accretive power of a list of infinitives,...

...TO THE SEEKER Ycr all experience is an atch whererhtough Gleams that untraveled world, whose matgin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unbutnished, nor to shine in use! As though to breathe were life! —ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, "ULYSSES'...

...a new English curriculum may look like I can show where that view connects with current realities. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! (Tennyson, ibid. , 1 .22-23) It is important to recognize that we...

...transitions may mean for me (us). PART TWO A New Way ofThinking CH Work May Always Be a Part of Your Life "How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life." — Alfred, Lord Tennyson As many...

...experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untraveled 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! — Alfred Tennyson, from "Ulysses" 32 June Prayers Summer Splendor...

...12.9 15.6 1.9 13.7 18.0 0.7 17.3 18.6 0.7 17.9 18.9 1.1 17.8 in retirement has the aging hero say, "How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life." ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I am indebted to...

...out in the Atlantic Ocean. Ulysses' thoughts are expressed brilliantly in our language by Tennyson. How dull it is to pause, to make an end To rust unbumished, not to shine in use! I cannot rest from travel . . . come my friends Tis not too late to...

...them all; And drunk delights of battle with my peers Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. . . . 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,...

...true; look how the search has invigorated her." "Hasn't it!" Mole knelt up on the bed, exclaiming, '"How dull it is to pause, to make an end, / To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!"' "Mole!" Jonas Marsh warned. '"Made weak by time and fate, but strong...