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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. "
Recollections of a Busy Life - Side 71
af Horace Greeley - 1868 - 624 sider
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sider
...one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void. When God hath made the pile complete: That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth...Or but subserves another's gain. Behold we know not any thins: 1 can but trust that good shall fall At last — far-off — at last, to all, And every...
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The New Englander, Bind 8

1850 - 676 sider
...one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete ; " That not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth...but subserves another's 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...
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New Englander and Yale Review, Bind 8

Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1850 - 678 sider
...one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete ; " That not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth...but subserves another's 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...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Bind 21

1850 - 602 sider
...the pile complete : That not a wormjis cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivel'd in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain....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 Living Age, Bind 274

1912 - 880 sider
...has oftener produced a poet "tired of myself and sick of asking"; or another who hopes wistfully— that good shall fall At last far off, at last to all And every winter turn to spring. or a third who astonishes us with the agile shuffling of "Bishop Blougram's Apology"...
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The Methodist new connexion magazine and evangelical repository, Bind 82

1879 - 826 sider
...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...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Bind 21

1850 - 602 sider
...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 gain....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:...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 sider
...the pile complete ; That not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivel'd in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain....shall fall At last — far off — at last, to all, Lin. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 sider
...one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete ; That not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth...but subserves another's 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...
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The Ladies' Companion

1857 - 376 sider
...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...
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