 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 Complete Works of Alfred Tennyson - Page 117by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1887 - 482 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Unity, Mary Ann Kelty - Devotional calendars - 1867 - 150 pages
...: I can 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...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... | |
 | Literature - 1867 - 590 pages
...cast as rubbish to the void, 'When God hath made the pile complete. " Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far...last, to all, And every winter change to spring." Mr. Browning, looking, in a poem in his " Dramatis Personse," on " Apparent Failure " as seen at the... | |
 | William M. White - 1867 - 710 pages
...shall we with Tennyson at once profess our ignorance and faith — ' Behold, we know not anything ; ' T can but trust that good shall fall ' At last— far...last, to all, ' And every winter change to spring. * Nos. 330 and 337. f No. 330. GOD IS ORDER HIMSELF. 297 ' That nothing walks with aimless feet ; '... | |
 | Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - 1868 - 262 pages
...rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete. *•*»«** " Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far...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 pages
...Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 520 pages
...Is shrivel'd in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far...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,... | |
 | California - 1927 - 426 pages
...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...for the light And with no language but a cry!" The Jeffers line is strong. The "In Memoriam" stanza is strong, with something intricately luring in it.... | |
 | Horace Greeley - Divorce - 1868 - 670 pages
...Is shrivelled in a frnitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. "Behold! we know not anything: I can but trust that good shall fall At last, —far...last, to all, And every Winter change to Spring." Twenty years earlier, Mrs. Hemans, when on the brink of the angelic life, was blest with a gleam from... | |
 | D. Richmond - 1868 - 456 pages
...obedience, " No, grandmamma, I will not." And he never did. CHAPTER XII. Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far...at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. IN MEMORIAL!. JILL you go, my child, and take our excuses ? I suppose my brother will not come now... | |
 | Hymns, English - 1869 - 284 pages
...Is shriveled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far...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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