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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... "
Alexandria and Her Schools: Four Lectures Delivered at the Philosophical ... - Side 122
av Charles Kingsley - 1854 - 172 sider
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The Christian Examiner and Religious Miscellany, Volum 49

1850 - 546 sider
...exclamation, forced even from the somewhat transcendental poet, Tennyson, — 328 Modern Skepticism. [Nov. " What am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry !" We have climbed over the ridges of lofty mountains, and walked at the...
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The Christian Examiner and Religious Miscellany, Volum 49

1850 - 608 sider
...have taken up the exclamation, forced even from the somewhat transcendental poet, Tennyson, — " Whnt am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry '." We have climbed over the ridges of lofty mountains, and walked at the...
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 sider
...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 but a cry. LIT. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave...
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The Bible and the people, Volum 1

1851 - 588 sider
...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 but a cry. — Tennyson. THE words of our motto are the utterance of hope struggling...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volum 25

1851 - 608 sider
...matters, respecting which no onti man can have more positive or certain knowledge than any other man? •- What am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry !" TENNYSON. Sterling read many German books at this time, such as Tholuck...
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Janus, Lake Sonnets, Etc., and Other Poems

David Holt - 1853 - 228 sider
...bourne of ease, Upon thy shining garment blossometh The amaranth of Peace. THE CRY OF THE BENIGHTED. " What am I ? " An infant crying in the night, " An infant crying for the light, " And with no language but a cry." TENNYSON. j IT' ROM the world's earliest times till now, The cry that...
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A cyclopædia of sacred poetical quotations, ed. by H.G. Adams

Cyclopaedia, Henry Gardiner Adams - 1854 - 762 sider
...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 but a cry. Tennyson. In patience, then, possess thy soul, Stand still! — for while...
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Witnesses to the Truth: Containing Passages from Distinguished Authors ...

John Wesley Hanson - 1854 - 202 sider
...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 but a cry." And again : "That God which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one...
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The Testimony of the Poets

Epes Sargent - 1854 - 388 sider
...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 but a cry. O THOU that after toil and storm May'st seem to have reached a purer air,...
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The Harp and the Cross: A Collection of Religious Poetry

1857 - 372 sider
...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 but a cry. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, —...
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