 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...  College Greek Course in English - Page 111by William Cleaver Wilkinson - 1884 - 302 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1879 - 692 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 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 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 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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;... | |
 | Emma Jane Worboise - 1869 - 450 pages
...the mere rubbish and debris 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 Denham and I may help each other. How beautiful a mind he... | |
 | Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1870 - 750 pages
...trnst 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." But this " dream " has its nightmare. The poet is oppressed by horrible... | |
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