...shall fall At last>-far off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my flrcam : but what am I ? An 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 beyond the grave,...

...footing in the swelling of Jordan. Lux e tenebris—who will not prize it ? who does not need it ? For— "What am I? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." and with an earnestness amounting to agony, leaving theii home, like 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....in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives...

...the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain, That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivell' d in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain....in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. 242. HTHE wish, that of the living whole -*- No life may fail beyond the...

...mood, at times, of sincerest souls, and which the poet of our day embodies in his flowing verse': — " Behold ! we know not anything: I can but trust that...in the night; An infant crying for the light; And with no language but a cry." Voltaire himself, in a few words, rightly describes Bayle's position as...

...primitive purity and apostolic consistency. VII. THE UNSEEN WORLD. 87 VII. THE UNSEEN WORLD. ". . . .But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry." THROUGH all the past, men of every degree of culture and every form of...

...can but trust that good shall fall, at last — far off — atjast, and every winter have its spring. But what am I ? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. In the evening, as soon as the shutters were closed and the candles were...

...'but God is in the light. What He is doing and what He is igoing to do, we know not. What are you 1 What am I \ " An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry." 'The morning will come. We shall see that what frightened us in the night...

...destroy'd, 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 with vain desire...in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry. LV. HE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave,...

...gain. Behold ! we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far-off — r but his door, Balked with no language but a cry. Alfred Tennijion. 1541. GOOD, Unexpected. But what of all the joys of jcarth...