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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The wish, that of the living whol</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The wish, that of the living whole <br> No life may fail beyond the grave,<br> Derives it not from what we have<br> The likest God within the soul?<br> Are God and Nature then at strife,<br> That Nature lends such evil dreams?<br> So careful of the type she seems,<br> So careless of the single life;<br> That I, considering everywhere<br> Her secret meaning in her deeds,<br> And finding that of fifty seeds<br> She often brings but one to bear,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> I falter where I firmly trod,<br> And falling with my weight of cares<br> Upon the great world's altar-stairs<br> That slope thro' darkness up to God,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope,<br> And gather dust and chaff, and call<br> To what I feel is Lord of all,<br> And faintly trust the larger hope.</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>

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