Sick — sick ; unfound the boon — unslaked the thirst, Though to the last, in verge of our decay, Some phantom lures, such as we sought at first — But all too late, — so are we doubly curst, Love, fame, ambition, avarice — 'tis the same — Each... The North American Review - Page 74edited by - 1845Full view - About this book
| 1840 - 432 pages
...abiding refreshment ; love, fame, every pleasure and every excitement, — all had been tried : — " Each idle, — and all ill, — and none the worst,...death the sable smoke, where vanishes the flame." These words well express the bitter moral, which existence taught the noble poet and his school. Of... | |
| James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1879 - 1642 pages
...sought at first ; But all too late, — so are we doubly curst. Love, fame, ambition, avarice, 'tis the same ; Each idle, and all ill, and none the worst,...meteors with a different name, And death the sable smoke whc vanishes the flame.' Childe Harold, iv. Two or more of these mottoes might be inserted on each... | |
| 330 pages
...sought at first — But all too late, — so are we doubly curst. Love, fame, ambition, avarice— 'tis the same, Each idle, and all ill, and none the worst — For all are meteors with a different name, 1115 And Death the sable smoke where vanishes the flame. Cxxv Few— none — find what they love or... | |
| |