 And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end,...  Dramatis Personae: & Dramatic Romance & Lyrics - Страница 71написао/ла Robert Browning - 1909 - 246 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - 1890 - 294 страница
...worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end : And the elements rage, the fiend voices that rave Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace, then a joy, Then a light—then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with... | |
 | John Trivett Nettleship - 1890 - 490 страница
...belief. Shelley may be almost said to take his place. Now hear Prospice, the concluding lines : — ' For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave. Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall... | |
 | 1890 - 492 страница
...not a bolder departure from use and wont for him f Why dwell on, why extend the " black minute ? " " For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minutes at end ; And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall... | |
 | Mrs. Sutherland Orr - 1891 - 352 страница
...the sentiment which it parodies is identical with that expressed in these words of Prospice, — ... in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness, and cold. as thou pratest, 't is plain that they have willed on the very outset to inculcate this truth on the... | |
 | Mrs. Sutherland Orr - 1891 - 446 страница
...the sentiment which it parodies is identical with that expressed in these words of Prospice, — ... in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness, and cold. as thou pratest, 't is plain that they have willed on the very outset to inculcate this truth on the... | |
 | 1891 - 728 страница
...the idea of Death — ' I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last ! . . . . For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall... | |
 | Marshall Mather - 1892 - 190 страница
...hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forebore, And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the...sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minutes at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1892 - 488 страница
...hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore, And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the...darkness, and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best lo the brave, The black minute's at end. And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall... | |
 | Robert Browning, Mrs. Charlotte M. Tytus - 1892 - 192 страница
...hate that death bandaged my eyes and forbore, And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the...pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. i December Thirty-first. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute 's at end,... | |
 | Joseph Anderson - 1892 - 302 страница
...hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forebore, And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old, Bear the...pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. He had a brother who was equally distinguished, and I could tell you many stories of him. The most... | |
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