 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 388 psl.
...Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 114 psl.
...The black earth yawns: the mortal disappears; 270 Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own «75 Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath that man can... | |
 | Kenyon West - 1895 - 588 psl.
...Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears: The dark cloud moves, and there are sobs and tears: The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 284 psl.
...Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; 170 He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 psl.
...The black earth yawns-: the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great.— Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he nude his own Being here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer... | |
 | Edward Mayes - 1896 - 864 psl.
...impulse and set on fire many a laudable ambition. On his grave I crave the privilege of dropping a tear. He is gone who seemed so great — Gone; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being_ here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that ne wears a truer crown Than... | |
 | Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1897 - 604 psl.
...Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears: The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — 1 Many were seen reading "In Memoriam" while waiting before the service. 1892]... | |
 | Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1897 - 614 psl.
...Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears: The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears: The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; He is gone who seem'd so great. — 1 Many were seen reading " In Memoriam " while waiting before the service. 1892]... | |
 | Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1897 - 596 psl.
...Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears: The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; He is gone who seem'd so great. — WESTMINSTER ABBEY 431 Gone; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his... | |
 | Lionel James Trotter - 1898 - 372 psl.
...had fallen, the king was a captive — but John Nicholson was dead.' — KAYE, Sepoy War, vol. iii. ' He is gone who seemed so great. — Gone ; but nothing...bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here/ TENNYSON, Ode on tin Duke of Wellington. LIFE OF JOHN NICHOLSON CHAPTER I FROM BIRTH TO ADOLESCENCE,... | |
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Gone; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath that man can weave him. 
