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" More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands... "
The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Complete in Two ... - Page 131
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861
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The Theosophist, 30. köide

1909 - 340 lehte
...and objectivity on these lower planes. This realisation reveals to us that it is indeed a fact that The whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God. It widens out our horizon, does it not, even to admit the possibility of such a state of things existing...
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Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, 69. köide

1864 - 998 lehte
...temples that are made •with hands. A pathetic scene, — recalling the fine words of the poet, — For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God. Had the writer of the manifesto, however, witnessed this simple and affecting act of worship, we know...
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The General Baptist repository, and Missionary observer [afterw.] The ...

1884 - 626 lehte
...If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friends ? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God. — Tennyson. the month services have been held as follows :Contributions Received on account of the...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend...— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ;...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend...now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou see'st—if indeed I go— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion...
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The Christian Teacher, 4. köide

1842 - 538 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend...every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God." Vol. ii. p. 15. The theology of the first part of these lines we must make over to the Oxford Tracts....
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Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend...— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ;...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend?...— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ;...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend...— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ;...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 lehte
...or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend...— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of the Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly...
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