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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 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... "
Lectures Delivered Before the University of Oxford 1868 - หน้า 37
โดย Sir Francis Hastings Charles Doyle (bart.), Sir Francis Hastings Doyle - 1869 - 124 หน้า
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The Westminster Review, เล่มที่ 157

1902 - 742 หน้า
...striking analogies in thought between the Pagan and the Christian mystic, both " falling with their weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God." " We see Marcus, wise, self-governed, tender, thankful, blameless," eays Mr. Arnold, " yet, with all...

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...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...

The Living Age, เล่มที่ 213

1897 - 986 หน้า
...laureate who after stating In the strongest form the excuses for doubt, proceeded to say of himself: — 1 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...

The Marlborough magazine

Marlborough coll - 1855 - 126 หน้า
...Thy sister Judgement now doth stronger seem Upon the stage, where erst thou played'st thy part : ' I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my...altar-stairs, That slope thro' darkness up to God ; " A leader false and castaway thou art," She sternly speaketh ; but thy vivid flame Yet lingering...

In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 หน้า
...infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LIV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail...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...

In Memoriam, ฉบับที่ 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 หน้า
...infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LIV. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail...weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs 78 I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is...

In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 236 หน้า
...infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language hut a cry. 77 LIT. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail...weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs 78 I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust aud chaff, and call To what I feel is...

The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and ..., เล่มที่ 6

1850 - 550 หน้า
...So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life ; That I, considering every where Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that...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...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 หน้า
...infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LIT. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail...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...

Essays from the London Times: A Collection of Personal and ..., เล่มที่ 2

Samuel Phillips - 1852 - 268 หน้า
...fringed ivith fire."— xv. " And on the low dark verge of life, The twilight of eternal day" — xlix. " 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." — liv. " The chesnut pattering to the ground"...




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