Tennyson: Poet, Philosopher, Idealist: Studies of the Life, Work, and Teaching of the Poet LaureateK. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Company, Limited, 1893 - 370 pages |
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... faith , the while Above her head the weak lamp dips and winks Unto the fearful summoning without : Nathless she even clasps the marble knees , Bathes the cold hand with tears , and gazeth on Those eyes which wear no light but that ...
... faith , the while Above her head the weak lamp dips and winks Unto the fearful summoning without : Nathless she even clasps the marble knees , Bathes the cold hand with tears , and gazeth on Those eyes which wear no light but that ...
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... faith and hope - faith in the progress of science and civilisation , hope in the final triumph of good . " Perhaps I may be pardoned a personal note in regard to this poem . I was but a boy , just beginning to feel the stirring of hope ...
... faith and hope - faith in the progress of science and civilisation , hope in the final triumph of good . " Perhaps I may be pardoned a personal note in regard to this poem . I was but a boy , just beginning to feel the stirring of hope ...
Page 85
... faith is large in Time And that which shapes it to some perfect end . All this might seem to militate against the acceptance of Lord Tennyson as an appreciable factor in practical politics . He saw visions and dreamed dreams . His hope ...
... faith is large in Time And that which shapes it to some perfect end . All this might seem to militate against the acceptance of Lord Tennyson as an appreciable factor in practical politics . He saw visions and dreamed dreams . His hope ...
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... faith That made us rulers ? " A famous Canadian has left on record how deeply the hearts of the people of the Dominion were touched by the noble vindication of the poet ; and the " true North " has remained true . The story of how ...
... faith That made us rulers ? " A famous Canadian has left on record how deeply the hearts of the people of the Dominion were touched by the noble vindication of the poet ; and the " true North " has remained true . The story of how ...
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... faith in humanity as it is used , influenced , and guided by the Divine Will ; they bring a light of comfort to those who , like the poet , may in dark despair have confused cosmos 1 and chaos and feared that " among the glooming 94 ...
... faith in humanity as it is used , influenced , and guided by the Divine Will ; they bring a light of comfort to those who , like the poet , may in dark despair have confused cosmos 1 and chaos and feared that " among the glooming 94 ...
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Page 62 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Page 251 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.
Page 46 - Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Page 99 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Page 205 - And the stately Spanish men to their flagship bore him then, Where they laid him by the mast, old Sir Richard caught at last, And they praised him to his face with their courtly foreign grace; But he rose upon their decks, and he cried: "I have fought for Queen and Faith like a valiant man and true; I have only done my duty as a man is bound to do: With a joyful spirit I Sir Richard Grenville die!
Page 118 - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him : thou art just.
Page 114 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Page 137 - Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Page 260 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Page 248 - Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, delaying as the tender ash delays to clothe herself, when all the woods are green!