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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 language... "
Witnesses to the Truth: Containing Passages from Distinguished Authors ... - Pagina 58
door John Wesley Hanson - 1854 - 185 pagina’s
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The New Englander, Volume 8

1850 - 676 pagina’s
...Behold ! we know not any thing ; 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 a light : And with no language but a cry." The above quotation...
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New Englander and Yale Review, Volume 8

Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1850 - 678 pagina’s
...Behold ! we know not any thing ; 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 a light : And with no language but a cry." The above quotation...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 21

1850 - 602 pagina’s
...gain. 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 language but a cry." — p. 77. This subservience...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 pagina’s
...Behold ! we know not any thing ; 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 language but a cry. LIV. THE wish, that...
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The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and Literature, Volume 6

1850 - 550 pagina’s
...gain. 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 language but a cry." — P. 77. This subservience...
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Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Volume 21

1850 - 602 pagina’s
...gain. 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 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 Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pagina’s
...gain. 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 language but a cry. LIT. THE wish, that...
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The Bible and the people, Volume 1

1851 - 588 pagina’s
...CHAP. I. 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 language but a cry. — Tennyson. THE words...
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The Universalist Companion, with an Almanac and Register, Containing the ...

1853 - 906 pagina’s
...Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold! we know not anything : At last—far off—at last, to all. And every winter change to spring.* " w. HR I can but trust that good shall fall PITHY ITEMS. Rev. TH Taylor deals out pithy articles for...
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A cyclopædia of sacred poetical quotations, ed. by H.G. Adams

Cyclopaedia, Henry Gardiner Adams - 1854 - 762 pagina’s
...another's gain. 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 language but a cry. Tennyson. In patience,...
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