 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...  American Monthly Knickerbocker - Seite 4191840Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 Seiten
...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...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | J. C. - 1860 - 218 Seiten
...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...Each morning sees some task begin. Each evening sees its close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earn'da night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Robert Demaus - 1860 - 296 Seiten
...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 goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Cosmo Innes - 1860 - 88 Seiten
...is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. " 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."... | |
 | Joseph Johnson - 1860 - 324 Seiten
...a poor blacksmith, of whom it might be said, as the American poet wrote of another of the trade : " Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose."... | |
 | Robert F. Wiseman - 1995 - 316 Seiten
...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 goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 372 Seiten
...more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. 7. Toiling, — rejoicing,— sorrowing, Onward through...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. 8. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | 1982 - 348 Seiten
...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...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to dice, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Donald Hall - 1985 - 266 Seiten
...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...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1988 - 442 Seiten
...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...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
| |
