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" Sternly compress'd, we strain on, On - and at nightfall at last Come to the end of our way, To the lonely inn 'mid the rocks... "
Pacific Educational Journal - Page 22
1888
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New Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 226 pages
...the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs,— Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beaten figures, and asks : Whom in our party we bring? Whom...in the storm. Hardly ourselves we fought through, Stripped, without friends, as we are. Friends, companions, and train The avalanche swept from our side....
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1879 - 392 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks:...companions, and train, The avalanche swept from our side. But thou would'st not alone Be saved, my father! alone Conquer and come to thy goal, Leaving the rest...
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Quiet Hours: A Collection of Poems. Second Series ...

Mary Wilder Tileston - 1880 - 248 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn Host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks, Whom in our party we bring? Whom \ve have left in the snow ? Sadly we answer: We bring Only ourselves ! we lost Sight of the rest in...
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Poems: Lyric, dramatic, and elegiac poems

Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 342 pages
...Where the gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairsHolds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks:...the rest in the storm. Hardly ourselves we fought On* Stripp'd, without friends, as ' Friends, companions, and train, The avalanche swept from our :...
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Lyric, dramatic, and elegiac poems

Matthew Arnold - 1883 - 352 pages
...gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — : Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks...our party we bring ? Whom we have left in the snow 1 Sadly we answer : We bring Only ourselves ! we lost Sight of the rest in the storm. Hardly ourselves...
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Modern Laodiceans and Other Sermons ...

Herbert Branston Gray - 1883 - 292 pages
...wayworn brothers ! tell me how many there be left that set out with you in the morn of life ? Sadly you answer, " We bring only ourselves ; we lost sight of the rest in the storm." Are you alone? Oh, brother ! there standeth One beside you still ; when you fain would drop down and...
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The Homilist; or, The pulpit for the people, conducted by D. Thomas ..., Part 2

David Thomas - 1883 - 470 pages
...of work has gone before, if none follow, and we arrive at last empty and alone, sadly answering — "We bring Only ourselves, we lost Sight of the rest in the storm;" what an irreparable lack is there ! Christ has brought us knowledge from the bosom of the Father, and...
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Quiet Hours: A Collection of Poems

Mary Wilder Tileston - 1884 - 444 pages
...gaunt and taciturn Host . Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks,...companions, and train, The avalanche swept from our side. But thou would'st not alone Be saved, my father ! alone Conquer and come to thy goal, Leaving the rest...
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Poems. New and complete ed, Volume 2

Matthew Arnold - 1885 - 280 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks...our party we bring ? Whom we have left in the snow t Sadly we answer : We bring Only ourselves ! we lost Sight of the rest in the storm. Hardly ourselves...
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Selected Poems of Matthew Arnold

Matthew Arnold - 1889 - 258 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks...companions, and train, The avalanche swept from our side. But thou would'st not alone Be saved, my father ! alone Conquer and come to thy goal, Leaving the rest...
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