 | 1866 - 978 דפים
...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... | |
 | Mark Twain - 1866 - 852 דפים
...pleasure iuto a staggering chase, that this passage, every word of which is vital, becomes real : " I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of caret Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness unto God, I stretch lame hands... | |
 | 1879 - 692 דפים
...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...the night — An infant crying for the light — And with no language but a cry." Clothed in a spirit of humility like this, can we take upon ourselves... | |
 | Unity, Mary Ann Kelty - 1867 - 150 דפים
...but trust that good will fall At last — far off— at last to all, And every winter turn 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. TENNYSON. " So is the kingdom of God, as if a man should cast seed into... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 520 דפים
...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,... | |
 | 1927 - 426 דפים
...truth. Again: "Crying to be slit with eyeholes." We think of a mid-Victorian quatrain in contrast: 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 Jeffers line is strong. The "In Memoriam" stanza is strong, with something... | |
 | Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - 262 דפים
...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." (mi.) This hope — comes it not from the most godlike part of our nature... | |
 | John William Colenso (bp. of Natal.) - 1868 - 380 דפים
...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...the night, — An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry. (ii) And that cry of his poor fearful children will assuredly reach our... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1868 - 828 דפים
...Hamlet, Act v. Sc. I. O yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill. In Memoriam. liii. But what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. Ibid. liii. So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single... | |
 | 1869 - 284 דפים
...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. 58 The Sleep. [By ELIZABETH BAREETT BROWNIXO, born in England in 1809;... | |
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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 no... 
