 | 1847 - 592 страница
...wickedness — of sin and strife — of sorrow and disappointment, is this world of ours ! 11 Oh ! who ooutd bear life's stormy doom. Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom,. Our peace-branch from above ! " What is there upon this impure earth that has attraction... | |
 | Baron Stow, Samuel Francis Smith, Richard Fuller, Jeremiah Bell Jeter - 1847 - 758 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too, — 5 O, who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? 0 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | Baron Stow, Samuel Francis Smith, Richard Fuller, Jeremiah Bell Jeter - 1847 - 782 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too, - 5 O, who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly watting through the gloom Our peace-hranch from above ? G Then sorrow, touched by thce, grows bright... | |
 | Emily Chubbuck Judson - 1848 - 268 страница
...draw nigh unto you.' ' Pray without ceasing.' ' Watch unto prayer.' " TRIAL ON TRIAL. " Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom. Did not Thy -wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom. Our peace-branch fvom above ?" Moore. BN less than half-a-dozen years after her... | |
 | 1849 - 478 страница
...e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too ; 4 O, who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? 5 Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright, With more... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1849 - 328 страница
...even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too, Oh, who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy Wing of Love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our Peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | 1861 - 1642 страница
...this world would be, If pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee ! " Oh, who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above," Connexion: GLOUCESTER SQUARE, ST. MART'S CHAPEL. A... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-braneh from above? Then sorrow, toucli'd by Thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | John Greenleaf Adams, Edwin Hubbell Chapin - 1851 - 638 страница
...e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too ; 4 O, who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? 5 Then sorrow touched by thee grows bright, With more... | |
 | 1851 - 486 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too 1 Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love, Come brightly wafting through the gloom, One peace-branch from above ! Then sorrow touched by thee grows bright, With more... | |
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Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above!' Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day ! • Thomas Moore, 1779—1852. 
