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" There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. 'Shall I have nought that is fair?' saith he, 'Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these... "
The complete poetical works [&c.]. - Страница 45
по Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864
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The Penny Tract Magazine and Christian Miscellany

1847 - 390 страници
...would wish to live a day longer than God has some work to do either by him or upon him ? M. Henry. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. THERE is a reaper, whose...grain ! Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flc wers with tearful eyes, He kiss'd their drooping...

The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Томове 72–73

1870 - 726 страници
...strange thoughts, to dream of Oscar Temple lying dead as I had seen him but a few short months ago. " There is a reaper, whose name is Death, And with his...grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between." PARAPHRASED FROM THE ITALIAN. Love on thy forehead sits, as on a throne, Beams in thine eyes, and warbles...

Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 страници
...then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. THERE is...grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again. He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping...

Bentley's Miscellany, Том 4

1839 - 742 страници
...discover the art of preserving health. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. BY HENHT WORDSWORTH LONGFELLOW. THERE is a reaper, whose name is Death, And with his...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair to see, Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers...

Bentley's Miscellany, Том 6

Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1839 - 708 страници
...discover the art of preserving health. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. BY HENRY WORDSWORTH LONGFELLOW. THERE is a reaper, whose name is Death, And with his...breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall 1 have nought that is fair to see, Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers...

American Monthly Knickerbocker, Том 13

1839 - 584 страници
...in the dark. What myateriM do He beyond thy du*t, Could we outlook that mark !' HKHRT ViUGHiN. THEBE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And with his sickle...breath, And the flowers that grow between. ' Shall 1 have nought that is fair,' saith he : ' Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of...

The General Baptist repository, and Missionary observer [afterw.] The ...

1853 - 588 страници
...where but in the dark, What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could we outlook that mark." — Vaughan. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. There is a Reaper, whose...nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of their flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful...

The Dayspring

1876 - 302 страници
...of death may pass over any of us this very night, and may change our countenances and send us away. There is a reaper whose name is Death, And with his...that grow between. ' Shall I have nought that is fair ? ' said he, ' Have nought but the bearded grain ? Tho' the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,...

Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 174 страници
...then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. THERE is...grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping...

Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 страници
...there. He dared not steal The signet-ring of heaven. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with...grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kiss'd their drooping...




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