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" But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like... "
The Canadian Monthly and National Review - 226 ページ
1872
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New Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 226 ページ
...cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. Sophocles long ago Heard it on the JEgean, and it brought Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow...like the folds of a bright girdle furled; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind down...

The Churchman's shilling magazine and family treasury, conducted by ..., 第 27 巻

Robert Hall Baynes - 1880 - 674 ページ
...Syrian town ; And on his grave, with shining eyes, The Syrian stars look down. Elsewhere we read : The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round...earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd J Bat now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the...

The Christian observer [afterw.] The Christian observer and advocate

1868 - 986 ページ
...name for despair. Writing on Dover Beach, and naturally meditating on tho sea, he thus mourns : — " The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round...like the folds of a bright girdle furled ; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night wind down...

The Free Churchman and Christian Spectator, 第 1 巻

1868 - 1078 ページ
...Crucified, "Thy kingdom come," there is far other hope. And what of Mr. Arnold's despair for the world ? The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round...earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd ; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the...

Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, 第 80 巻

1869 - 898 ページ
...cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. Sophocles long ago Hoard it on the JEgean, and it brought Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow...earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd ; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long withdrawing roar Betreating to the breath Of the...

Narrative and elegiac poems

Matthew Arnold - 1869 - 286 ページ
...cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. Sophocles long ago Heard it on the •iEgamn, and it brought Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow...earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the...

The United Presbyterian Magazine

1870 - 590 ページ
...bring The eternal note of sadness in.' And in that he hears a type of departing faith, for he adds : ' The sea of faith Was once too at the full, and round...like the folds of a bright girdle furled ; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Ketreating to the breath Of the night-wind down...

Christus Consolator: The Pulpit in Relation to Social Life

Alexander MacLeod - 1870 - 328 ページ
...bring The eternal note of sadness in." And in that he hears a type of departing faith, for he adds : " The sea of faith Was once too at the full, and round...like the folds of a bright girdle furled ; But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind down...

Sermons, 第 1 巻

Octavius Brooks Frothingham - 1871 - 690 ページ
...celestial oil no longer consents to burn even in the temple lamps. The sea of taith Which once was at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled, Now only Itts us hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night...

The Popular Science Monthly, 第 22 巻

1882 - 966 ページ
...worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head." or, again : "... The sea of faith Was once, too, at the full, and round...like the folds of a bright girdle furled, But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind, down...




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