 | 1925 - 584 Seiten
...grasp of our loving handclasp More than penitent lips could explain. For what had been hardest we'd know had been best, And what had seemed loss would...Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor, selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door, no A Delicate Question... | |
 | 1922 - 538 Seiten
...victory here Would find in the grasp of our loving handclasp More than penitent lips could express. So I wish that there were some wonderful place Called...Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor selfish griefs Could be dropped like a shabby old coat At the door, and never be put on... | |
 | 1912 - 584 Seiten
...grasp of our loving handclasp More than penitent lips could explain. For what had been hardest we'd know had been best, And what had seemed loss would...Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor, selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door, A Delicate Question... | |
 | James Russell Miller - 1912 - 296 Seiten
...make such things right. A poem quoted in The British Weekly tells of The Land of Beginning Again : I wish that there were some wonderful place Called...Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor, selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat at the door, And never put on again.... | |
 | 1915 - 646 Seiten
...and in the fullness of Thy love we may find our love and joy complete. Amen. WILSON EZRA VANDERMARK. I wish that there were some wonderful place Called...Beginning Again, Where all our mistakes and all our heart aches And all of our poor selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door,... | |
 | 1915 - 450 Seiten
...in the fullness of Thy love we may find our love and joy complete. Amen. WILSON EZRA VANDERMARK. / wish that there were some wonderful place Called the...Beginning Again, Where all our mistakes and all our heart aches And all of our poor selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door,... | |
 | Louisa Fletcher - 1921 - 114 Seiten
...grasp of our loving handclasp More than penitent lips could explain. For what had been hardest we'd know had been best, And what had seemed loss would...Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor, selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door, And never put on... | |
 | 1921 - 600 Seiten
...best, And what had seemed loss would be gain, For there isn'ta sting that will not take wing When we faced it and laughed it away; And I think that the...the Land of Beginning Again, Where all our mistakes alid all our heartaches And all of our poor, selfish grief Could be dropt, like a shabby old coat,... | |
 | 1922 - 588 Seiten
...beside himself. He has come to himself. It is manifestly desirable that he should remain so. I wish there were some wonderful place, Called The Land of...heartaches, And all our poor selfish grief Could be dropt, like a shabby old coat at the door, And never put on again. The prodigal has had a sorry time... | |
 | 1922 - 558 Seiten
...victory here Would find in the grasp of our loving handclasp More than penitent lips could express. So I wish that there were some wonderful place Called...Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor selfish griefs Could be dropped like a shabby old coat At the door, and never be put on... | |
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I wish that there were some wonderful place Called the Land of Beginning Again, Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor, selfish grief Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door, And never put on again. 
