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" From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. "
Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country - Page 152
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The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 97

William Makepeace Thackeray - Electronic journals - 1908 - 870 pages
...extant, I quoted as my favourite lines : From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank, with brief thanksgiving, Whatever Gods may be, That no life lives for ever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. Considerably less...
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Poems and Ballads, Volume 1

Algernon Charles Swinburne - Atalanta (Greek mythology) - 1866 - 370 pages
...forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. Then star nor sun...
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The New Jersey Magazine, Volume 1

1867 - 616 pages
...condensed the entirety of his belief: "From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank, with brief thanksgiving, Whatever gods may be : That no life lives forever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. " Then...
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Laus Veneris: And Other Poems and Ballads

Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1867 - 340 pages
...forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives forever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. Then...
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Poems and Ballads

Algernon Charles Swinburne - Gay men - 1868 - 376 pages
...forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. Then star nor sun...
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Fraser's Magazine, Volume 5

1872 - 838 pages
...Newman expounds a very beautiful and touching creed, so does Comte, and possibly even Mr. Bradlaugh. Let us agree to differ. Those who find it pleasant...Whatever Gods may be, That no life lives for ever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea ! There are times...
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Essays on Freethinking and Plainspeaking

Leslie Stephen - Literary Collections - 1873 - 382 pages
...Newman expounds a very beautiful and touching creed, so does Comte, and possibly even Mr. Bradlaugh. Let us agree to differ. Those who find it pleasant...Whatever Gods may be That no life lives for ever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea ! There are times...
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Essays on Freethinking and Plainspeaking, Issue 71

Leslie Stephen - Free thought - 1873 - 380 pages
...Newman expounds a very beautiful and touching creed, so does Comte, and possibly even Mr. Bradlaugh. Let us agree to differ. Those who find it pleasant...modern poet, To thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever Goda may be That no life lives for ever, That dead men rise up never, That even the weariest river...
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The Church Quarterly Review, Volume 14

Arthur Cayley Headlam - Religion - 1882 - 524 pages
...great in such a passage as this : — ' From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever ; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.' For that gives...
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A Poetry-book of Modern Poets

Amelia B. Edwards - Poetry - 1878 - 358 pages
...forgetful Weeps that no loves endure. From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. 19* Then star nor...
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