 But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will not dwell In its own narrow being, but aspire Beyond the fitting medium of desire; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon...  Michigan Reports: Cases Decided in the Supreme Court of Michigan - 第xliv页作者：Michigan. Supreme Court, Randolph Manning, George C. Gibbs, Thomas McIntyre Cooley, Elijah W. Meddaugh, William Jennison, Hovey K. Clarke, Hoyt Post, Henry Allen Chaney, William Dudley Fuller, John Adams Brooks, Marquis B. Eaton, Herschel Bouton Lazell, James M. Reasoner, Richard W. Cooper - 1891全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | New Church gen. confer - 1874 - 608 页
...God," and thus never bereft of the Divine Presence, such should be an object of our effort to attain. " There is a fire And motion of the soul, which will...desire ; And but once kindled — quenchless evermore — Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of ought but rest." Herein lies danger ; and the example... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 页
...wrought, is extremely felicitous. " But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will...desire; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire , , . Of aught but rest : a fever at the core, Fatal to him... | |
 | 1816 - 692 页
...wrought, is extremely felicitous. " But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will not dwell In its own narrow being, but aspire And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Beyoud the fitting medium of desire ; Of aught but rest:... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 页
...far too wide adcu. ' XLII. But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane ; th*re is a fire And motion of the soul which will not dwell...desire; And , but once kindled , quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest; a fever at the core, 1'utal to him who bears,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 页
...earth were far too wide a den. XLH. But quiet to quick bosoms is a bell, And there hath been thy bane; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will...desire ; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest ; a fever at the core, Fatal to him who bears,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 308 页
...were far too wide a den.<9> XLII. But quiet to quiet bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane ; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will...desire ; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest ; a fever at the core, Fatal to him who bears,... | |
 | Stephen Simpson - 1823 - 268 页
...hell, And there hath been my bane ; there is afire And motion of the soul .which will not 'd.aiell In its own narrow being, but aspire Beyond the fitting...desire ; And. but once kindled, quenchless evermore, ' Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest ; a fever at the care, Fatal to him who... | |
 | John Galt - 1824 - 468 页
...and all such lot who choose. " But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane ; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will...desire ; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest ; a fever at the core, Fatal to him who bears,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 234 页
...cynics earth were far too wide a den. But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will...desire; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest; a fever at the core, Fatal to him who bears;... | |
 | John Galt - 1824 - 462 页
...choose. " But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, :&^ And there hath been thy bane ; there is a fire r And motion of the soul which will not dwell In its...desire ; . And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest ; a fever at the core, Fatal to him who bears,... | |
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