 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
 | Minot Judson Savage - 1899 - 364 pàgines
...investigation of the facts. But he cries out, you remember, showing how close it was to his heart : " Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees, Who hath not learned in hours of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That life is ever Lord of... | |
 | Minot Judson Savage - 1899 - 368 pàgines
...investigation of the facts. But he cries out, you remember, showing how close it was to his heart : " Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees, Who hath not learned in hours of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That life is ever Lord of... | |
 | Aaron Macy Powell - 1899 - 318 pàgines
...him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Xor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who have not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 968 pàgines
...and Faith will trust, (Since lie who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet wo must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across tho mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown,... | |
 | John Bradley Peaslee - 1900 - 446 pàgines
...Whittier's " Snow Bound :'" "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 play I Who hath not learned in hours of faith The truth, to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 954 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 his cypress-trees I Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1902 - 488 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...mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned, in hours of The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its... | |
 | Reginald John Campbell - 1902 - 376 pàgines
...love.' " A good argument this. Alas, for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learnt, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And... | |
 | Levi Gilbert - 1903 - 244 pàgines
...truthfully has our tender poet Whittier voiced the profoundest universal sentiment in his familiar lines: "Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play!" Robert Ingersoll spoke with rare grace over the grave of his friend John G. Mills; but there is no... | |
 | Charles Madison Curry - 1903 - 572 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...cypress-trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, . 205 Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned in hours... | |
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