...prosewriter, on the thoughts and sentiments of his time. Now, what do we find him saying ? Listen ! Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...My tears, the world deride. I come to shed them at your side. There yet perhaps may dawn an age, More fortunate alas ! than we, Which without hardness...

...his famous complaint, which is in a way the confession of his generation, at the Grande Chartreuse : Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn. But if this confusion in Matthew Arnold, or parallelism in Tennyson, of the past and the present is...

...his famous complaint, which is in a way the confession of his generation, at the Grande Chartreuse : Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn. But if this confusion in Matthew Arnold, or parallelism in Tennyson, of the past and the present is...

...some fallen Runic stone — For both were faiths, and both arc gone. Wandering between two worlds, one bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen Wh Ijike these, on earth I wait forlorn. Their faith, my tears, the world deride — I come to shed them...

...while " Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse " dates from the same year. The famous lines in the last — Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head — were written in a mood which the poet was soon to show he had outlived. As a motto for the volume...

...deny your truth ; Not as their friend, or child, I speak ! But as, on some far northern strand, So fore him, but perverts best things To worst abuse, or to their meanest use. Beneath him, go Oh, hide me in your gloom profound, Ye solemn seats of holy pain 1 Take me, cowled forms, and fence...

...; Not as their friend, or child, I speak t But as, on some far northern strand, 80 Thinking of bis s of heaven drowning the deep, And how my feet recrost...that I tonch'd The chapel-doors at dawn I know, and 90 Oh, hide me in your gloom profound, Ye solemn seats of holy pain I Take me, cowled forms, and fence...

...from all familiar folds of faith than in the lines where, of the Carthusian ' brotherhood austere,' Not as their friend, or child, I speak! But as, on...world deride — I come to shed them at their side. In 1858, a year after his election to the Oxford chair of poetry, Arnold published Merope, a Tragedy...

...in this living tomb? Forgive me, masters of the mind ! At whose behest I long ago So much unlearned, so much resigned : I come not here to be your foe...world deride : I come to shed them at their side. Oh, hide me in your gloom profound, Ye solemn seats of holy pain 1 Take me, cowled forms, and fence...

...only visited La Grande Chartreuse, but he really had some inkling of its true, hidden significance — Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other...tears, the world deride, I come to shed them at their side.3 Moreover, in Obermann Once More, he wrote those paincharged, longing stanzas beginning Oh, had...