 | Lorraine LaCroix - 2005 - 161 sidor
...numbers. Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers. And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave...And our hearts. though stout and brave. Still. like muffled drums. are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle. In the... | |
 | George Rapanos - 2006 - 295 sidor
...numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave...And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the... | |
 | 136 sidor
...numbers, "Life is but an empty dream!" For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave...And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the... | |
 | Tom Walsh - 2007 - 200 sidor
...numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave...And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the... | |
 | Raymond Hicks - 2007 - 238 sidor
...numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — Tor the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave...destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Rnd us farther than todau. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout & brave,... | |
 | John Ramsey - 2008 - 157 sidor
...numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave...And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the... | |
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of... 
