 Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, • •*" •, That Life is ever lord of Death, ^ j^* And Love can never...  The Canadian Monthly and National Review - Pàgina 404editat per - 1876Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1870 - 936 pàgines
...Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to sec the breaking day Across the monniful mnrhlcs piny; Who hath not learned, in hours of faith. The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That life is over lord of death. And love can never lose its own. — CREDIT то WHOM CKEDIT is DUE. — The Family... | |
 | Samuel Reynolds Hole - 1870 - 332 pàgines
...some plaintive music. I used to regard him with a tender pity, as being unhappy. I used to sigh— '' Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees ! " But our further acquaintance has convinced me that he has a relish for melancholy. I watched him... | |
 | 1872 - 502 pàgines
...for him who never sees The sturs shine through his cypress trees ' Who hopeless lays his «.leatî away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play !' " Doctor Pils had reached a flight of stone steps going down the abrupt side of the hill on which... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1874 - 500 pàgines
...that they read, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we trust, must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...marbles play ! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, And Love can never lose its own ! We sped the time with stones old, Wrought puzzles out, and riddles... | |
 | New York State Bar Association - 1874 - 134 pàgines
...eternally beyond the grave. " Alas ! for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who hopeless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who has not learned in hours of faith That truth to flesh and sense unknown — That life is ever lord... | |
 | Samuel Wordsworth Bailey - 1874 - 732 pàgines
...and I will come again. And Pharaoh said, Go up, and bury thy father, according as he made thee swear. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees I Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 316 pàgines
...and Faith will trust, 1Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to tíesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own I We aped... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1878 - 530 pàgines
...and Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to fleshand sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own I We sped... | |
 | Albert Newton Raub - 1878 - 444 pàgines
...somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, The Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own ! JG Whittier. LESSON 99. OVERTHROW... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1878 - 580 pàgines
...knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The slurs shine through his cypresstrees ! Who, hopeless, lays...play ! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith. The tnith to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own... | |
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