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Tennyson, Alfred Lord - In Memoriam A H H - On yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill
Identifier
013881
Type of Spiritual Experience
Background
A description of the experience
Alfred Lord Tennyson – from In Memoriam A.H.H.
On yet we trust that somehow good
Will be the final goal of ill
To pangs of nature, sins of will
Defects of doubt, and taints of blood;
That nothing walks with aimless feet;
That not one life shall be destroyed,
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
Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire,
Or but subserves another's gain.
Behold, we know not anything;
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last – far off – at last, to all,
And every winter change to spring
So runs my dream; but what am I?
An infant crying in the night;
An infant crying for the light;
And with no language but a cry
The source of the experience
Tennyson, Alfred LordConcepts, symbols and science items
Concepts
ChallengeDestiny
Good and evil
Great Work, the
Light
Perceptions
Perceptions - what happens to perceptions