...matters, respecting which no one man can have more positive or certain knowledge than any other man ? What am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry ! TKNN-VSOW. Sterling read many German books at this time, such as Tholuck...

...possession of " faith —void of form V This, at all events, does not look very much like it! (p. 77) :— " 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 !" This does not seem * the plenitude of self-contented faith and reason!...

...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 of Knowledge to Faith appears from first to...

...following are not without graí resemblance in spite of a manifest discrepancy. In Afemoriam, lui. :— " So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the ninht, An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry." De Quincey, preface to Autobiographic...

...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 of our motto are the utterance of hope strugglin...

...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. 78 LIV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the...

...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. HI. O THOU that after toil and storm May'st seem to have reached a purer...

...bourne of ease, Upon thy shining garment blossometh The amaranth of Peace. THE CRY OF THE BENIGHTED. " What am I ? " An infant crying in the night, " An infant crying for the light, " And with no language but a cry." TENNYSON. 4 TT^ROM the world's earliest times till now, The cry that from...

...we know not any thing; 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. O THOU that after toil and storm May'st seem to have reached a purer...

...trust that good shall fall At last—fur 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. * " Richard Edney." CONTEMPORARY LITERATURE OF THE LAST THREE MONTHS. BIOGRAPHY....