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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit: 124. That which we dare invoke</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That which we dare invoke to bless;<br> Our dearest faith; our ghastliest doubt;<br> He, They, One, All; within, without;<br> The Power in darkness whom we guess;<br> I found Him not in world or sun,<br> Or eagle's wing, or insect's eye;<br> Nor thro' the questions men may try,<br> The petty cobwebs we have spun:<br> If e'er when faith had fall'n asleep,<br> I heard a voice, "Believe no more,"<br> And heard an ever-breaking shore<br> That tumbled in the Godless deep,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> A warmth within the breast would melt<br> The freezing reason's colder part,<br> And like a man in wrath the heart<br> Stood up and answer'd, "I have felt."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> No, like a child in doubt and fear:<br> But that blind clamour made me wise;<br> Then was I as a child that cries,<br> But crying, knows his father near;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> And what I am beheld again<br> What is, and no man understands;<br> And out of darkness came the hands<br> That reach thro' nature, moulding men.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</a></strong></div>