 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 Papaw Thicket - Page 352by Paul Griswold Huston - 1906Full view - About this book
 | Criticism - 1850 - 676 pages
...shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. " Behold ! we know not any thing ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last, —...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 :... | |
 | American literature - 1850 - 602 pages
...destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete : That not a wormjis cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire...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 :... | |
 | 1879 - 826 pages
...terribly suggestive negative analogical evidence, that the future will be fall-orbed and perfect, and that good shall fall, " At last, far off, at last to all, And every winter change to spring." The author of these lines : mast have experienced some hesitancy in penning them, as he listened for... | |
 | Literature - 1850 - 550 pages
...Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not oue life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God...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 :... | |
 | 1850 - 602 pages
...hath made the pile complete : That not a wormjis cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire IB shrivel'd in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's...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:... | |
 | Women's periodicals, English - 1857 - 376 pages
...83 THE SILVER SPOONS. BY MILL. " Oh ! yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill. Behold, we know not anything : I can but trust that...last, to all, And every winter change to spring." In Mi in",' in HI. Nellie was humming — it was a habit she had. Nothing could Nellie do, from crocheting... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 pages
...Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold ! we know not any thing ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last, —...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 :... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 1851 - 422 pages
...with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroy 'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When Grod hath made the pile complete : That not a worm is cloven...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 :... | |
 | 1851 - 588 pages
...hostile to Christianity, are dispassionately considered. PASSAGES IN THE LIFE OF AN ENQUIRER. CHAP. I. Behold ! we know not anything ; I can but trust that...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:... | |
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