 | Andrew Cecil Bradley - 1909 - 422 pages
...he could share neither the soaring hope nor the passionate melancholy of the opening century. He was Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest his head. And the two greatest poets, as well as he, still offer not only, as poets always must, an... | |
 | John Collins Jackson - 1910 - 178 pages
...something yet to come — he cannot undertake to say what, and thus he utters his lachrymose complaint : "Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...world deride ; I come to shed them at their side." "Achilles ponders in his tent; The kings of modern thought are dumb ; Silent they are, though not content,... | |
 | Alfred Austin - 1910 - 276 pages
...prosewriter, on the thoughts and sentiments of his time. Now, what do we find him saying ? Listen ! Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...My tears, the world deride. I come to shed them at your side. There yet perhaps may dawn an age, More fortunate alas ! than we, Which without hardness... | |
 | Paul Elmer More - 1910 - 284 pages
...his famous complaint, which is in a way the confession of his generation, at the Grande Chartreuse : Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn. But if this confusion in Matthew Arnold, or parallelism in Tennyson, of the past and the present is... | |
 | Paul Elmer More - 1910 - 492 pages
...his famous complaint, which is in a way the confession of his generation, at the Grande Chartreuse : Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn. But if this confusion in Matthew Arnold, or parallelism in Tennyson, of the past and the present is... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 968 pages
...some fallen Runic stone — For both were faiths, and both arc gone. Wandering between two worlds, one bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen Wh Ijike these, on earth I wait forlorn. Their faith, my tears, the world deride — I come to shed them... | |
 | Francis Bickley - 1911 - 140 pages
...while " Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse " dates from the same year. The famous lines in the last — Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head — were written in a mood which the poet was soon to show he had outlived. As a motto for the volume... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 pages
...mournful awe might stand Before some fallen Runic stone ; For both were faiths, and both are gone. ors at dawn I know, and 90 Oh, hide me in your gloom profound, Ye solemn seats of holy pain I Take me, cowled forms, and fence... | |
 | Sir Adolphus William Ward, Alfred Rayney Waller - 1916 - 636 pages
...mournful awe might stand Before some fallen Runic stone — For both were faiths, and both are gone. "Wandering: between two worlds, one dead, The other...world deride — I come to shed them at their side. In 1858, a year after his election to the Oxford chair of poetry, Arnold published Merope, a Tragedy... | |
 | Stuart Pratt Sherman - 1917 - 346 pages
...and mournful awe might stand Before some fallen Runic stone; For both were faiths, and both are gone. Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...world deride : I come to shed them at their side. Oh, hide me in your gloom profound, Ye solemn seats of holy pain ! Take me, cowled forms, and fence... | |
| |
Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn. Their faith, my tears, the world deride ; I come to shed them at their side. 
