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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... "
The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson - Page 261
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1886 - 640 pages
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Open Sesame!: Arranged for students over fourteen years old

Blanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin - Readers - 1890 - 402 pages
...not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. DUTIES OF THE SCHOLAR. MATTHEW ARNOLD....
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Men and Women

James Platt - Men - 1890 - 220 pages
...with you, for, after all, when we reach the end of life's journey, we must admit how true it is that "Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that...dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night: And with no language but a cry." — Tennyton. Stanford University Libraries nsn 7R9 777 STANFORD UNIVERSITY...
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Open Sesame!: Poetry and Prose for School-days, Volume 3

Blanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin - Readers - 1891 - 408 pages
...the pile complete That not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain....but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. DUTIES OF THE SCHOLAR. MATTHEW ARNOLD....
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Sunshine in Life: Poems for the King's Daughters

1891 - 438 pages
...mankind. ******* Thrice blest whose lives are faithful prayers. Whose loves in higher love endure ; Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. THE FOOLISH VIRGINS. MATT. XXV. From...
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Our Day, Volume 11

Church and the world - 1891 - 530 pages
...that which revelation appears to forbid our hoping for, and that which it encourages us to hope for : Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry ? That tone of wistful faith, of tender,...
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Modern Science and Modern Thought

Samuel Laing - Philosophy - 1891 - 442 pages
...a moth with vain desire Is shrivel'd in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Bnhold, we know not anything. I can but trust that good shall...winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am 1 1 An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry....
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The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 896 pages
...trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, IN MEMORIAM. That nothing walks with aimless feet; .That not one...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LV. The wish, that of the living whole...
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The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson: Poet Laureate

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 904 pages
...To pangs of nature, sins of will, That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall b8 destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God...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...
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A Manual for Use at Funerals: Consisting of Scripture Readings, Poems, and ...

Funeral service - 1892 - 244 pages
...vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know Hot anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light ; And with no language but a cry. LIV. I falter where I firmly trod, And,...
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The Book of Elegies

James Baldwin - Elegiac poetry - 1893 - 312 pages
...Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know not any thing ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LV. The wish, that of the living whole...
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