 | Popular objections - 1874 - 380 страница
...appeals to some deity; at other times it cannot advance beyond that which the poet laureate describes: " 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, friends, when the baby cries, the mother's arms are stretched forth... | |
 | Isabel Reaney - 1874 - 310 страница
...express in words, the feeling that Tennyson so well defines in his ' In Memoriam,' where he says — ' But what am I ? An infant crying in the night An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry ?' Then first I, in my need, learnt the full meaning of St. Augustine's... | |
 | 1888 - 326 страница
...own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade." — Cowper. H— Y E. M E.— " But what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry." — Tennyson. WE P R. — "This Senior — Junior, giant-dwarf." — Shakespeare,... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1874 - 798 страница
...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... | |
 | William Cleaver Wilkinson - 1874 - 360 страница
...sympathize instinctively when we hear a soul benighted wailing in the voice of reverence and prayer: —but what am I ? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry. It wonderfully relieves our sympathy of its burden when berating takes... | |
 | 1876 - 564 страница
...we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far off— at last, to all, 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 wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives... | |
 | Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart - 1875 - 604 страница
...ignorant now as ever. Go where we will, an ocean of mystery flows around the ground of our knowledge. " But what am I ? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.2 From mystery we pass to mystery, flashing into consciousness in this world... | |
 | E. W., Edward Wynne - 1875 - 424 страница
...tenor of our commission. Then all comfort lost, as carried about by every wind of doctrine, we exclaim But what am I, An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with 110 language but a cry. (2.) Thus we shall be successful in our ministry. All look for success... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 страница
...Lords of Hell. ibid. Hi. O yet we trust that somehow good Will.be the final goal of ill. Ibid. 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... | |
 | John Murdoch - 1875 - 366 страница
...have pity on me." Apart from revelation, man is left in the condition described by Tennyson : — " What am I ? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." Bacon says, " Sacred theology must be drawn from the Word of God, not... | |
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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. So runs my dream ; but what am I ? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light, And with no... 
