 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...  A Campaigner at Home - 62. oldalszerző: Sir John Skelton - 1865 - 367 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd - 1863 - 332 oldal
...infant that cannot tell its needs ; for true, as beautiful, are the words of the poet : — " So rims 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." There was a man who once said, that he was the best-abused man in Britain.... | |
 | 1863 - 52 oldal
...solution. He finds no answer. His soul, whelmed with doubt, can only fall in the dust, and exclaim, "What am I? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry." Wearied with these dark speculations, he returns, to hold converse with... | |
 | Richard Sibbes - 1863 - 576 oldal
...the father or mother, there is relief presently for tie very cry.' Tennyson has finely put this : — 'What am I? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.' — In Memoriam, liii. (b) P. 96. — * As Tertullian saith, ..." When... | |
 | Eliza Woodson Burhans Farnham - 1864 - 492 oldal
...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. ******* " I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares,... | |
 | Robert DEUCHAR - 1864 - 374 oldal
...receive, seek and ye shall find, &c., for every one that asketh receiveth, and every one who seeketh * "But what am I? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." PB. xl., cxlii, findeth." " If ye, being evil, know how to give good gifts... | |
 | 1865 - 826 oldal
...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." Meanwhile, let us discharge those duties which belong to the present,... | |
 | 1865 - 992 oldal
...aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed ;" — but confesses his utter darkness — • " For what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry."! Is this the tone which a reasonable man would prefer to St. • Schaff's... | |
 | George H. STRUTT - 1866 - 260 oldal
...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. The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave ;... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 734 oldal
...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. LIV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave,... | |
 | 1866 - 978 oldal
...mere 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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