 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 416 oldal
..." Here sits he shaping wings to fly : His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find. He sows himself on every wind. " He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And thro' thick veils to apprehend... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 oldal
..." Here sits he shaping wings to fly : His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find. He sows himself on every wind. " He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And thro' thick veils to apprehend... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 oldal
...? " Here sits he shaping wings to fly; His heart forebodes a mystery: He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find, He sows himself on every wind. " He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And through thick veils to apprehend... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 oldal
..." Here sits he shaping wings to fly ; His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find, He sows himself on every wind. " He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And through thick veils to apprehend... | |
 | Isaac Thomas Hecker - 1855 - 342 oldal
...man. She cannot meet the inmost want of the soul ; though in her bosom dwell truth, peace, and love. " That type of perfect in his mind, In nature can he nowhere find." § You may, if oft you commune with nature, be led to exclaim with one of her votaries — " Oh, this... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 oldal
...Here sits he shaping wings to fly : * His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find. He sows himself on every wind. " He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And thro' thick veils to apprehend... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1860 - 798 oldal
..." Here sits he shaping wings to fly ; His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find, He sows himself on every wind. " He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And through thick veils to apprehend... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 oldal
..." Here sits he shaping wings to fly ; His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find, He sows himself on every* wind. " The end and the beginning vex His reason : many things perplex, With... | |
 | Mrs. Alfred Gatty - 1861 - 264 oldal
...Tennyson:— " Here sits he shaping wings to fly : His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. That type of Perfect in his mind, In Nature can he nowhere find, He sows himself on every wind. ***** Ah ! sure within him and without, Could his dark wisdom find it... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 oldal
..." Here sits he shaping wings to fly ; His heart forebodes a mystery : He names the name Eternity. " That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find, He sows himself on every wind. " The end and the beginning vex His reason : many things perplex, With... | |
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Here sits he shaping wings to fly: His heart forebodes a mystery: He names the name Eternity. 'That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find. He sows himself on every wind. 'He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, And thro' thick veils to... 
