 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 Greater Victorian Poets - Página 324por Hugh Walker - 1895 - 332 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 páginas
...That not a moth with vain desire 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 off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream: but what... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 páginas
...gain. 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...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 páginas
...gain. 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...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 390 páginas
...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...but what am I ? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: LIV. 'TT^HE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the... | |
 | Mrs. Alfred Gatty - 1861 - 264 páginas
...musical solution;" and it makes but little matter that the solution be deferred to another life! " I can but trust that good shall fall At last—far...last, to all, And every winter change to spring." THE CIRCLE OF BLESSING. " A passenger ship was passing through the region of equatorial calms." | HE... | |
 | 1861 - 606 páginas
...good shall fall At last — far off— at last, to all, And every winter turn to spring. " So runs ray dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry." Docs, then, all our prying " through life and death, through good and... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1861 - 614 páginas
...thing. We can but wish that good frhall 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, 1861-1 An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." It is a wish that nature herself... | |
 | Stephen Greenleaf Bulfinch - 1861 - 364 páginas
...That not a moth with vain desire 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 oft', — at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 páginas
...gain. 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...in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LIY. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 232 páginas
...know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far off — at last, to all, 76 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. 77 LTV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the... | |
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