Prayer (Tennyson)

More things are wrought by prayer


Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice


Rise like a fountain for me night and day.


For what are men better than sheep or goats


That nourish a blind life within the brain,


If knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer


Both for themselves and those who call them friend?


[Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Idylls of the King, The Passing of Arthur, lines 413­21]

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