 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 of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight...  The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson - Стр. 112авторы: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - Страниц: 246Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Gabriel Daly - 1988 - Страниц: 248
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 | Roger Ebbatson - 1988 - Страниц: 148
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 | Barbara Lloyd Evans - 1989 - Страниц: 1238
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 | Gerald Parsons - 1988 - Страниц: 242
...firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the world's great altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith,...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. (LV) In Memoriam, published in 1850, stands as a monument of the Victorian mind at equipoise, unable... | |
 | Antony Easthope - 1989 - Страниц: 240
...trod, And falling with my weight of cares 15 Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith,...and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, 20 And faintly trust the larger hope. LVI 'So careful of the type?' but no. From scarped cliff and... | |
 | Alexander Welsh - 1992 - Страниц: 288
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 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - Страниц: 1172
...cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, (Fr. LV, 1. 13-16) 34 . (Fr. LV, 1. 17-20) EBW; HAP; NoP; OAEL-2; OBNC; TOP 37 O life as futile, then, as frail! 0 for thy... | |
 | Jürgen Moltmann - 1993 - Страниц: 388
...Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life; that 1, considering everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds,...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. LV1 'So careful of the type?' but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson - 1994 - Страниц: 644
...in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry. LV The wish, that-of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave,...is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope. LVI 'So careful of the type?' but no. 'Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to... | |
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