...uncertainty, Though driving on with it eternally. But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable...longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us, to know Whence our thoughts come and where they go. And many a...

...Professor of Poetry in the University of Oxford : — " But often in the world's most crowded streets. But often in the din of strife There rises an unspeakable...After the knowledge of our buried life : A thirst to quench our lire and restless force, In tracking out our true, original course : A longing to inquire...

...uncertainty, Though driving on with it eternally. But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable...mystery of this heart that beats So wild, so deep in us,—to know Whence our thoughts come and where they go. And many a man in his own breast then delves,...

...readers of poetry naturally look for : — " But often, in the world's most cr.r.vded streets, But often, in the din of strife, " There rises an unspeakable...longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us, — to know Whence our thoughts come and where they go. And many...

...stream, and seem to be Eddying at large in blind uncertainty, Though driving on with it eternally. There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge...longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us—to know Whence our lives come and where they go. And many a man...

...uncertainty, Though driving on with it eternally. But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable...longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go. And many a...

...came within her sway. The next, the grave Elizabeth, striving in vain to solve " the mystery of the heart that beats so wild, so deep in us," to know whence we come, and where we go. And then, again, she seemed a very lily-bell among maidens, " so innocent-arch,...

...dust. But, as the poet has told us : — " But often, in the world's most crowded streets, I!ut oiten, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire...buried life, A thirst to spend our fire and restless furce In tracking out our true, original course." * • See Matthew Arnold's " The Buried Life." And...

...uncertainty, Though driving on with it eternally. But often, in the world's most crowded streets, i But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable...longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go. And many a...

...the most part we do not care for self-knowledge. But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable...longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which' beats So wild, so deep in us— to know Whence our thoughts come and where they go. And many...