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" I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And... "
The Life and Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Works: v.1-2 [Poems] v.3 ... - 84. oldal
szerző: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1899
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The Westminster Review, 157. kötet

1902 - 742 oldal
...striking analogies in thought between the Pagan and the Christian mystic, both " falling with their weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God." " We see Marcus, wise, self-governed, tender, thankful, blameless," eays Mr. Arnold, " yet, with all...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 21. kötet

1850 - 602 oldal
...firmly trod, And falling with my wait of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith,...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope." — p. 79. The fears and doubts that issue out of the perishableness of our bodies and the sins of...

The Living Age, 213. kötet

1897 - 986 oldal
...laureate who after stating In the strongest form the excuses for doubt, proceeded to say of himself: — 1 falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith and grope And gather...

The Methodist new connexion magazine and evangelical repository, 82. kötet

1879 - 826 oldal
...weight of cares Upon the world's great altar stairs, That slope throngh darkness up to God, Stretch out lame hands of faith, and grope And gather dust and...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope." The man of science asks me to be satisfied with what is positive; to leave what is incapable of mathematical...

The Marlborough magazine

Marlborough coll - 1855 - 126 oldal
...Thy sister Judgement now doth stronger seem Upon the stage, where erst thou played'st thy part : ' I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my...altar-stairs, That slope thro' darkness up to God ; " A leader false and castaway thou art," She sternly speaketh ; but thy vivid flame Yet lingering...

The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 21. kötet

1850 - 602 oldal
...firmly trod, And falling with my wait of cares Upon the great world'» altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith,...Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope."— p. 79. The fears and doubts that issue out of the perishableness of our bodies and the sins of our...

In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 oldal
...Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my...cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and...

The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and Literature, 6. kötet

1850 - 550 oldal
...Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my...cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and...

In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 oldal
...Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my...weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs 78 I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust aiid chaff, and call To what I feel is...

In Memoriam, 1. kiadás

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 oldal
...Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my...weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs 78 I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is...




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