 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1874 - 200 דפים
...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. ALFRRD TRNNYSON. COMPENSATION. •" I ^EARS wash away the atoms of the... | |
 | Caroline Thompson - 1874 - 366 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. IN MEMOBIAM. LIFE is a great reality. And death is another. People are... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1874 - 798 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... | |
 | 1888 - 326 דפים
...own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade." — Cowper. H— Y E. M E.— " But what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry." — Tennyson. WE P R. — "This Senior — Junior, giant-dwarf." — Shakespeare,... | |
 | Isabel Reaney - 1874 - 310 דפים
...express in words, the feeling that Tennyson so well defines in his ' In Memoriam,' where he says — ' But what am I ? An infant crying in the night An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry ?' Then first I, in my need, learnt the full meaning of St. Augustine's... | |
 | William Cleaver Wilkinson - 1874 - 360 דפים
...sympathize instinctively when we hear a soul benighted wailing in the voice of reverence and prayer: —but what am I ? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry. It wonderfully relieves our sympathy of its burden when berating takes... | |
 | 1876 - 564 דפים
...we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far off— at last, to all, 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, Derives... | |
 | E. W., Edward Wynne - 1875 - 424 דפים
...tenor of our commission. Then all comfort lost, as carried about by every wind of doctrine, we exclaim But what am I, An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with 110 language but a cry. (2.) Thus we shall be successful in our ministry. All look for success... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 דפים
...Lords of Hell. ibid. Hi. O yet we trust that somehow good Will.be the final goal of ill. Ibid. 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... | |
 | Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart - 1875 - 604 דפים
...ignorant now as ever. Go where we will, an ocean of mystery flows around the ground of our knowledge. " But what am I ? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.2 From mystery we pass to mystery, flashing into consciousness in this world... | |
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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... 
