 The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me ? I have lived my life, and that which I have done May He within himself make pure...  The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate - Page 473by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 898 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1893 - 302 pages
...himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is'in me? I have lived my life, and that which I have done...again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayet Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 348 pages
...Among new men, strange faces, other minds.' And slowly answered Arthur from the barge : ' The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself...for my soul. 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... | |
 | Franklin Verzelius Newton Painter - English literature - 1894 - 688 pages
...smaller soul, Nor Lancelot, nor another. Leave me that, I charge thee, my last hope." "The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself...for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. ... I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go (For all my... | |
 | Thomas Raynesford Lounsbury - 1894 - 452 pages
...on Boswell's Johnson. TENNYSON. "And slowly answered Arthur from the barge : 'The old order changed, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in...for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a. fountain for me night and day.' " Morte... | |
 | Oliver Farrar Emerson - English language - 1906 - 448 pages
...Boswell's yohnson. N TENNYSON. " And slowly answered Arthur from the barge : 'The old order changed, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in...for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.' " Morte... | |
 | Oliver Farrar Emerson - English language - 1894 - 444 pages
...Boswell's Johnson. TENNYSON. "And slowly answered Arthur from the barge : 'The old order changetb, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in...May He within Himself make pure ! but thou, If thou shouUIst never see my /ace again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world... | |
 | Louis Du Pont Syle - English poetry - 1894 - 478 pages
...place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. \\Q Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me? I have lived...Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer 415 Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.... | |
 | Oliver Farrar Emerson - English language - 1894 - 446 pages
...Boswell's Johnson. TENNYSON. " And slowly answered Arthur from the barge : 'The old order changeib, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in...that which I have done May He within Himself make /z<>'<? / but thou, If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought... | |
 | Catholic University of America - 1903 - 610 pages
...me, pray for my soul!" We can all recall the Homeric echo of this, in Tennyson's— "The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself...May He within himself make pure ! but thou If thou should 'st never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1907 - 628 pages
...Among new men, strange faces, other minds." And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge : " The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself...for my soul. 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... | |
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