 It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, -sorrowing, Onward through life he goes;...  Bentley's Miscellany - Página 551841Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1851 - 344 páginas
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through hfe he goes ; Each morning sees... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1852 - 256 páginas
...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Kadi morning... | |
 | Catherine Sinclair - 1852 - 424 páginas
...remain a blank, but be inscribed within as well as without, with proofs of his love to God and man. " Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose."... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1852 - 236 páginas
...sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village beH When the evening sun is low. " Toiling, — rejoicing ; — sorrowing — Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, — Each evening sees it close : Something attempted — something done — Has earned a night's... | |
 | 1852 - 196 páginas
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 496 páginas
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning... | |
 | 1853 - 158 páginas
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling— rejoicing— sorrowing — Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - 1853 - 352 páginas
...him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes." Those smiling sabbaths ! — how beautiful and holy they were ! And it is something... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 páginas
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes; Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning... | |
 | S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 338 páginas
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning... | |
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