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" I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through 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... "
The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and Literature - หน้า 324
1850
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 หน้า
...everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds, And tinding that of lifty seeds She often brings but one lo bear, I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. [From In .Vmoriam.] SOUL TO SOUL. I SHALL not see thee. Darelsay N'o spirit ever brake the band That...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, เล่มที่ 21

1850 - 602 หน้า
...fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my wait of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs, That...worthily extinguished by the cries of the heart, and the prophesies of the spirit accredited by Faith as God's own voice and word. That faith is itself not...

The Living Age, เล่มที่ 213

1897 - 986 หน้า
...falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. Whatever else Tennyson has taught us, he has certainly taught us that doubt may be much too confident,...

The Methodist new connexion magazine and evangelical repository, เล่มที่ 82

1879 - 826 หน้า
...weight of cares Upon the world's great altar stairs, That slope throngh darkness up to God, Stretch out lame hands of faith, and grope And gather dust and...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope." The man of science asks me to be satisfied with what is positive; to leave what is incapable of mathematical...

In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 หน้า
...? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life ; That I, considering everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. LT. " So careful of the type ?" but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, " A thousand...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, เล่มที่ 21

1850 - 602 หน้า
...one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my wait of cares Upon the great world'» altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God...worthily extinguished by the cries of the heart, and the prophesies of the spirit accredited by Faith as God's own voice and word. That faith is itself not...

In Memoriam, ฉบับที่ 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 หน้า
...falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs 78 I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. 79 ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries ' a thousand...

In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 หน้า
...Upon the great world's altar-stairs 78 I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust aiid chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. 79 Lv. ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. Prom scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries ' a thousand...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 หน้า
...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,...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. LV. ' So careful of the type ? ' but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries ' a thousand...

John Drayton; being a history of the early life and development of a ...

Margaret Oliphant Oliphant - 1851 - 284 หน้า
...DRAYTON. CHAPTER I. "Fall Upon the great world's altar stairs, That slope through darkness up to God— And gather dust, and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all—" DAVID BRUCE is saying these words half aloud, and John Drayton's eye falls upon them as he bashfully...




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