 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1845 - 908 страница
...it makes his heart rejoice. ;t It sounds to him like her mother's voice, » Sinking in Paradise! lie needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rou^h hand he wipe* ARTHUR'S MAGAZINE. " Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing', Onward through life... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 934 страница
...preach ; He hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in...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... | |
 | 1846 - 620 страница
...countryman Longfellow must have had you in his brain, when he painted the picture of his .blacksmith. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, — Onward...morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; - . . Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my... | |
 | 1847 - 828 страница
...preach ; He hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in...grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life be goes ; Each morning sees... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1849 - 118 страница
...church, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing...grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Toiling—rej... | |
 | Edward Payson Weston - 1849 - 200 страница
...preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing...she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. Ill Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through... | |
 | Spring flowers, S. P. - 1849 - 178 страница
...preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice. Singing...she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand, he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling— rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 430 страница
...preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing...more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rou«h hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing— sorrowing — Onward through... | |
 | William Russell, John Goldsbury - 1845 - 302 страница
...choir, , And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise f 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,... | |
 | 1850 - 560 страница
...within, — and God o'er head ;" and which gives a zest to the existence of his " Village Blacksmith;" " Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through...morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done, Hath earned a night's repose." But this we have to trace... | |
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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 goes ; Each... 
