...: I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies,...about the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their...

...Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravine, shrieked against his creed — ' Who lived, who suffered countless ills, Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within the iron hills ! ' Xo more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons in the prime...

...work, whe seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Whe rolled the psalms to wintry skies, Whe built him fanes of fruitless prayer. ' Who trusted God was love indeed, And love Creation's fixed law — Theugh Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravine, shrieked against his creed — ' Whe...

...fair. Such splendid purjwse in bis eyes, Who rolled the p-ialm to wintry (kid, Who built him tuuc- of fruitless prayer, •' Who trusted God was love indeed, And love Creation's fixed law, — Though Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravin, shrieked against his creed, — " Who...

...her : Still more similar is In Memoriam, Iv. ' Shall man," the poet asks — "Who loved, who suffered countless ills, Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within the iron hills ? " 250 Her death was doubtful: only so far as that she was a lunatic,...

...sad self-possession and submissive pain. Thus, where he says that man tried to believe Love to be " Creation's final law," " Tho' Nature, red in tooth...and claw With ravine, shriek'd against his creed," the phrase sounds to me hysterical, for Nature is very much besides the teeth and claws of beasts of...

...gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Suoh splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies,...ravine, shriek'd against his creed — Who loved, who sufler'd countless ills, Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or seal'd...

...anti-climax out of harmony with all the voices of nature. "Shall man . . . Who loved, who suffered countless ills — Who battled for the true, the just — Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within the iron hills ? " No more ! A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime,...

...: I know no more." And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies,...True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or seai'd within the iron hills ? No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime,...

...lie, shall he, Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of...God was love indeed And love Creation's final law, — Though Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravin, shrieked against his creed, — Who loved, who...