 | Rufus Matthew Jones - 1924 - 168 oldal
...and we often get only distorted images and broken gleams of that which i»— our true aim and goal. 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... | |
 | Elaine Jordan - 1988 - 212 oldal
...forged that other influence, That heat of inward evidence, By which he doubts against the sense? . . . That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find. He sows himself on every wind. (283-5 and 292-4) The second-rate sensitive mind had feared to embrace... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - 244 oldal
...'Here sits he shaping wings to fly: His heart forebodes a mystery: 290 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... | |
 | R. L. Brett - 1997 - 280 oldal
...human mind has an idea of perfection unknown in nature which must be an intimation of immortality: 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 - 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... | |
 | John Fiske - 1899 - 224 oldal
...RELIGION 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... | |
 | 344 oldal
..."Here sits he shaping wings to fly: His heart forebodes a mystery: 29' 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... | |
 | James Adam - 1908 - 572 oldal
...creations of nature, both organic and inorganic: the ideal type, we feel, is never wholly realised. "That type of Perfect in his mind In Nature can he nowhere find." The thought which Tennyson expresses in these lines t was thoroughly congenial to Plato. When we look... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 848 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... | |
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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... 
