 | 1841 - 754 pàgines
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the sounding forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped, Each burning... | |
 | 1840 - 576 pàgines
...like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the crave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A...attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose. VIII. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming... | |
 | 1840 - 560 pàgines
...more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Til. Toiling — rejoicing —sorrowing — Onward through...attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose. VIII. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming... | |
 | Royal Agricultural Society of England - 1879 - 1154 pàgines
...accommodation was insufficient, having to work early and late : " Each morning finds her task begun, Kach evening sees it close, Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose." It is not a part of our duty to say whether the same work under a skilful manager could not be more... | |
 | 1841 - 744 pàgines
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the sounding forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped, Each burning... | |
 | 1842 - 610 pàgines
...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 —...my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught 1 Thus at the flaming forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 pàgines
...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...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 pàgines
...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 —...done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thec, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of Life Our fortunes... | |
 | 1843 - 184 pàgines
...Toiling — rej oicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted,...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the naming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus, on its sounding anvil, shaped Each burning... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 pàgines
...grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. SUNSET IN SEPTEMBER. S3 Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through...close ; Something attempted— something done, Has earn'da night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught !... | |
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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... 
