 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
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1892 - 474 pàgines
...and Faith will trust soo (Since He who knows our need is just) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...cypress-trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, vx> Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned, in hours... | |
 | Charles Francis Richardson - 1893 - 1028 pàgines
...dream, 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...the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play 1 o hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord... | |
 | 1893 - 786 pàgines
...must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees; Who hopeless lays Ills dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across...hath not learned, in hours of faith. The truth to sense and flesh unknown, That Life Is ever lord of Death. And Love can never lose its own. Or upon... | |
 | 1894 - 264 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...flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Deatli And Love can never lose its own ! JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THREE MEETINGS OTHE happy meeting... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1894 - 582 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...the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play I Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1894 - 592 pàgines
...through his ry press-trees 1 Who, bopeteas, lays his dead away, NT loi.ks to see the breaking Aa\ VT-«« the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, I'Uf tnith to flesh and sense unknown, ГЬи Life i« ever lord of Death, \md lx»ve ean never lose... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1895 - 584 pàgines
...hopeless, lays his dead away, Xor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! \Vho hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, Tb»t Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own ! We sped the time with stories old,... | |
 | Marcus Tullius Cicero - 1895 - 232 pàgines
...endless pleasures virtue's deeds repay. Proficiscar ... ad Catonem meum. Cf.Whittier's Snow-Bound :— Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypresstrees 1 Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles... | |
 | Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 330 pàgines
...honor, and my cause, I tender free to Scotland's laws. 122 ROTJSE, ye Romans ! Rouse, ye slaves ! 123 ALAS for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees I Whittter. » In these illustrations, we have the most delicate touch in 118, the degrees of intensity... | |
 | 1896 - 762 pàgines
...somewhere, meet we must. Ala* for him who never sees The sutrs shine thro' his cypress trees ! Who hnpieless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking...and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death Anil Love can never lose its own." Is not love, properly conceived, two-sided as man's nature is two-sided?... | |
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