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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. "
The Ladies' Companion - Page 83
1857
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St. Erle

Caroline Thompson - 1874 - 364 pages
...one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish -to the void, When God hath made the pile complete ; 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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The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper]. By mrs. G. Hooper

Jane Margaret Hooper - 1874 - 584 pages
...physical probabilities can destroy. In some moods -we may say, with the sweet singer by the tomb : " Behold ; we know not anything. I can but trust that...last — to all ; And every winter change to spring." But in other moods a stronger faith, a brighter hope is ours, and we say boldly, " One thing we know...
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Paul Haddon, by the author of 'Somebody and nobody'.

M. L. B., Mary Louisa SEARLE - 1874 - 290 pages
...be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood. " Behold, we know not anything ; I can but trust that...at last to all, And every winter change to spring." Nay. Wild, wild dream. Surely it cannot be. Paul was waiting to receive his friend. "Punctual as usual,"...
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Quiet Hours: A Collection of Poems

Mary Wilder Tileston - 1874 - 200 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 :...
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Ultimate Questions: A Theological Primer

Clyde F. Crews - 1986 - 180 pages
...cast as rubbish to the void When God hath made the pile complete. . . . Behold we know not anything; 1 can but trust that good shall fall At last — far...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...
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Alfred Tennyson

Elaine Jordan - 1988 - 212 pages
...generic plural ('Oh yet we trust that somehow good / Will be the final goal of ill') to the singular ('I can but trust that good shall fall / At last - far off - at last, to all') to the infant, 'with no language but a cry'. LV offers the hope that although Nature is careless of...
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Intellectual Life in America: A History

Lewis Perry - 1989 - 479 pages
...spiritual crisis had reached an acute form.* "Tennyson's often quoted In Memoriam is a poem of doubt. Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that...shall fall At last— far off— at last, to all. Cultivated Class in Late Nineteenth Century Change was a dramatic and inexorable element of life —...
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Poetry and Phantasy

Antony Easthope - 1989 - 240 pages
...but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall 15 At last - far off - at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. An infant crying for the light: 20 And with no language but a cry. LV The wish, that of the living...
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Victorian Doubt: Literary and Cultural Discourses

Lance St. John Butler - 1990 - 244 pages
...the face of a seemingly abandoned universe is patent. There is this from In Memoriam, for example: 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: And...
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The Search for E. T. Bell: Also Known as John Taine

Constance Reid - 1993 - 388 pages
...Memoriam — inscribed "To James from Ellen" with the date February 23, 1864, and a verse from the poem: Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that...last— to all, And every winter change to Spring. Although going again over the memorabilia does not seem too productive at the time, when I get home...
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