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" Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last - far off - at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream: but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language... "
Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Pagina 463
geredigeerd door - 1851
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A Campaigner at Home

Sir John Skelton - 1865 - 367 pagina’s
...the final goal of ill ? Will God refuse to destroy one life that he has made ? So runs my dream ; but what am I? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light ; And with no language but a cry.' These, and such as these, are the questions which assail the modern poet,...
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Poems, chiefly lyrical, compiled and arranged by G.H. Strutt

George H Strutt - 1866 - 240 pagina’s
...fall At last— far off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave ;...
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The Christian world magazine (and family visitor).

1866
...rubbish and débris of the pile, shall be wrought at last into the grand eternal structure — but what am I ? " An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." Surely Cyril l>cnham and I may help each other. How beautiful a mind he...
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Poems of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 639 pagina’s
...At last — far off — at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LIV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave,...
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The unity of truth, a devotional diary compiled from the Scriptures and ...

Unity, Mary Ann Kelty - 1867 - 138 pagina’s
...fall At last — far off— at last to all, And every winter turn to spring. So runs my dream. But what am I ? An infant crying in the night, An infant...the light, And with no language but a cry. TENNYSON. " So is the kingdom of God, as if a man should cast seed into the ground ; and should sleep night and...
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Friends' Quarterly Examiner, Volume 13

1879
...shall fall At last, far off, at last to all, And every winter change to spring. " So runs my dream, but what am I ? An infant crying in the night — An infant crying for the light — And with no language but a cry." Clothed in a spirit of humility like this, can we take upon ourselves...
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Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source : Passages ...

John Bartlett - 1868 - 778 pagina’s
...Act v. Sc. I. O yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill. In Memoriam. liii. But what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. Ibid. liii. So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single...
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Natal sermons, Volume 2

John William Colenso (bp. of Natal.) - 1868
...At last — far off — at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant, crying in the night, — An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry. (ii) And that cry of his poor fearful children will assuredly reach our...
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A Study of the Works of Alfred Tennyson

Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - 256 pagina’s
...At last— far off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. " So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry." (mi.) This hope — comes it not from the most godlike part of our nature...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 879 pagina’s
...At last — far off — at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LIV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave,...
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