 | 1856 - 352 páginas
...makes his heart rejoice. 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...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Reading book - 1856 - 352 páginas
...his heart rejoice : — 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...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 páginas
...makes his heart rejoice. 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...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 páginas
...makes his heart rejoice. 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...through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task hegin, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something dona, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 432 páginas
...of her once more, 13S THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rougli hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, —...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something douo, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 574 páginas
...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in paradise ! Ho needs must me water's rushy brink With me the muse shall sit,...ease reclined in rustic state), How vain the ardor Thus toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun,... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 578 páginas
...sounds to him like her mother's voiee, Singing in paradise ! He needs must think of her onee more, Hew in the grave she lies ; And, with his hard, rough hand, he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Thus toiling, rejoieing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Eaeh morning sees some task begun,... | |
 | 1856 - 518 páginas
...makes his heart rejoice. 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 Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begin, E ich... | |
 | Catherine Anne Hubback - 1856 - 312 páginas
...life had realized so fully as she did at that hour. CHAPTEE VI. " Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close, Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. HER guardian's last words were sounding in her ears as Agnes drawing a chair... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - 1856 - 324 páginas
...might alloy her satisfaction were set aside, or reserved only for hours of solitude. 4? CHAPTER X. Toiling, —rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
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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 he... 
