 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 páginas
...somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars ahine through his cypress trees ; Who hath not learned in hours of faith, The truth...and sense unknown, That life is ever Lord of death, THE DROWNED AT SEA. Never bronze or «lab of stone May their sepulchre denote; O'er their burial-place... | |
 | 1871 - 360 páginas
...for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful...and sense unknown, That life is ever lord of death, And love can never lose its own. Whittier. LIKE snow that falls where waters glide, Earth's pleasures... | |
 | 1911 - 322 páginas
...sees The stars shine through his cypress treœ; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away. Nor looks to sec the breaking day — Across the mournful marbles play Who hath not learned in hours of faith, That Life is ever Lord of Death, . And Love can never lose its own !" — From "Snowboiiml." Who wrote... | |
 | 1866 - 808 páginas
...sainthood of suffering, still ever is pressing on with tuneful courage. Hear him singing, " Who harh not learned in hours of faith The truth, to flesh...and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love f^" never lose its own ? " Named among the valiant, yet more sad than heroic, was poor Heine... | |
 | 1866 - 110 páginas
...love and peace will dwell with you. POEMS BY MRS. MARY JONES^ CLARKE, WITH AN INTRODUCTORY SKETCH. "WHO HATH NOT LEARNED, IN HOURS OF FAITH, THE TRUTH...AND SENSE UNKNOWN, THAT LIFE is EVER LORD OF DEATH, AND LOVE CAN NEVER LOSE ITS OWN?" — Whittier. PREFACE. THE annexed sketch of the life and character... | |
 | 1866 - 110 páginas
...God of love and peace will dwell with you. POEMS MRS. MARY JONES CLARKE, INTRODUCTORY SKETCH. ' WlIO HATH NOT LEARNED, IN HOURS OF FAITH, THE TRUTH TO...AND SENSE UNKNOWN, THAT LIFE is EVER LORD OF DEATH, AND LOVE CAN NEVER LOSE ITS OWN?" — Whillier. PREFACE. THE annexed sketch of the life and character... | |
 | 1866 - 450 páginas
...for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who hopeless lays his head away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned in hour of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever Lord of death And Love can never... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 páginas
...for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, m hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can... | |
 | 1866 - 470 páginas
...him who петег sees The stars shine through his cypress trees, Who hopeless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play !" When he describes the level marshes, " Where merry mowers, hale and strong, Swept scythe on scythe,... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 372 páginas
...for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful...and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own 1 ANALYSIS OF SELECTION V. Is this selection prose, or poetry? How... | |
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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, And Love can never lose its own! 
