 | 690 pages
...cannot buy with gold the old associations. X. 'Xoelleth all the rest He who followeth Love's behest. Y. Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are the living poems, And all the rest are dead. Z. Zeal is stronger than fear or love. Selected. THE INTEENATIONAL... | |
 | Birmingham central literary assoc - 1881 - 468 pages
...die out, the world would grow prematurely old and prosy, and the wings of love himself would droop. " Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead." But while I have been moralizing my little fairy queen has reached the corner of the street, and is... | |
 | Connie Robertson - Reference - 1998 - 686 pages
...all its fears. With all the hopes of future years. Is hanging breathless on thy fate! 6476 'Children' man who knows the price of everything and the value...12571 Lady Windermere's Fan Experience is the name 6477 'The Children's Hour' Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower,... | |
 | California - 1882 - 646 pages
...well as for their works; as the Poet sang of the children, so we say of the memories of such men : "Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead." What a fortunate life was his, in even- respect ! To have been world-known, and yet to have been free,... | |
 | Tess Cosslett - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 228 pages
...play; And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away ... For what are all our contrivings And the wisdom of our books. When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks?54 Kingsley seems to be placing himself in the anti-scientific position of Charles Lamb when... | |
 | John Breeding, PH.D. PH. - Family & Relationships - 2011 - 207 pages
...Encouragement and Delight to his Reading, when he finds there is some Use and Pleasure in it. Ibid., 156 Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead. HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW, last stanza, "Children," Birds of Passage, 1858 Children are God's apostles,... | |
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Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are... 
