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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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Hymns for All Christians

1869 - 265 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. 58 The Sleep. [By ELIZABETH BAREETT BROWNIXO, born in England in 1809;...
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The fortunes of Cyril Denham, Volume 327

Emma Jane Worboise - 1869
...mere rubbish and debris 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 Denham and I may help each other. How beautiful a mind he...
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Physical Ethics: Or, The Science of Action

Alfred Barratt - 1869 - 387 pagina’s
...to ponrtray the future in words borrowed only from the past. " So runs my dream," he may say, " but what am I ?" " An infant crying in the night ; " An infant crying for the light ; " And with no language but a cry." No man can be dogmatic who remembers that our present ideas cannot be...
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The New Englander

1870
...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." But this " dream " has its nightmare. The poet is oppressed by horrible...
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New Outlook, Volume 66

1900
...are content with holier modesty; to lay our hands upon our lips and to say : 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. Changed modes of expression, changed points of view, which — though they...
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The Baptist Quarterly, Volume 4

Lucius Edwin Smith, Henry Griggs Weston - 1870
...instinctively when we hear a soul benighted wailing in the voice of reverence and prayer : — "but what am I? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light ; And with no language but a cry." It wonderfully relieves our sympathy of its burden when berating takes...
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New Englander and Yale Review, Volume 29

Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1870
...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." But this " dream " has its nightmare. The poet is oppressed by horrible...
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Secular Annotations on Scripture Texts

Francis Jacox - 1870 - 403 pagina’s
...footing in the swelling of Jordan. Lux e tenebris—who will not prize it ? who does not need it ? For— "What am I? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." and with an earnestness amounting to agony, leaving theii home, like the...
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Advice to mothers

Pye Henry Chavasse - 1870
...light — a frequent cause of a babe crying — is a restless cry : — • " An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry." — Tennyson. 111. If an infant be delicate, have you any objection to his having either veal, or mutton broth, to...
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The Radical, Volume 9

1871
...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." Voltaire himself, in a few words, rightly describes Bayle's position as...
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