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" Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down :... "
Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age - Page 165
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 65

1849 - 792 pages
...too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of nil the western stars, until I die." St Simeon Stylites is a poem strongly and justly conceived, and...
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The Christian Teacher, Volume 4

1842 - 538 pages
...late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pages
...too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the...
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New Quarterly Review; Or, Home, Foreign and Colonial Journal, Volume 3

1844 - 714 pages
...too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumes 16-17

1849 - 608 pages
...late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die." Si. Simeon Stylitei is a poem strongly and justly conceived, and written throughout with sustained...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 2

1845 - 732 pages
...too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may I« we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 pages
...late to seek a newer world. Push off, and, sitting well in order, smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 14

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1847 - 884 pages
...luxurious repose, and seems, to apply his own words, a perfect poem in " perfect rest," " Ulysses'1 is the incarnation of restlessness and insatiable...chosen rather to picture him journeying ever onwards toward Infinity or Death— " It may bo that the gulphs will wash us down — It may be, we shall reach...
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