...waste away, by the operation of similar forces until they are utterly gone. Tennyson says truly : — " The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands. They melt like mists the solid lands ; Like clouds they shape themselves aud go." There remains enough, however, to...

...where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are...solid lands. Like clouds they shape themselves and go. (In Memoriam CXXIII) The truth which this prophet reveals is that of nineteenth-century science. But...

...changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. 5 The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to...solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. But in my spirit will I dwell, 10 And dream my dream, and hold it true; For though my lips may breathe...

...momentary acts of sight and passion and thought."18 Or we have Tennyson, proposing in In Memoriam that The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to...solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. (sec. 123) For Pater's vision of a life in which "all melts under our feet," the preferred aim of existence...

...where grew the tree. 0 earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow 5 From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape...

...where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are...solid lands. Like clouds they shape themselves and go. But in my spirit will I dwell, And dream my dream, and hold it true; 10 For tho' my lips may breathe...

...prophetic. Tennyson at least has the wit to confess openly that he is allowing his heart to rule his head: The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to...solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. But in my spirit will I dwell, And dream my dream, and hold it true; For tho' my lips may breathe adieu,...

...be our emblem of fragility, 8 hi .Memoriiini, 123: 'The hills arc shadows, and they flow / From torm to form, and nothing stands; / They melt like mist,...lands, / Like clouds they shape themselves and go'. a being redolent of a vanished era of human-scale agriculture and of a remote time when the primary...

...Evolution of opes The hills are shadows, and they flow From form lo form, and nothing stands; They me1t like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. LORD TENNYSON In Memoriam Divergent Views of Hillslope Evolution The evolution through time of the...

...For Tennyson, the problem is the loss of a traditionally assumed solidity. The hills are not eternal: The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to...solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. (Lines 5-8) If this is "perhaps the most beautiful rendition in English poetry of a modern scientific...