 | 1841 - 754 страници
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in her grave 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 sees some... | |
 | 1840 - 566 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | 1840 - 576 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his neart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | 1840 - 560 страници
...hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. v. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He heats the parson pray and preach, He hears hie daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And... | |
 | 1841 - 744 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing,... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs mnst think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear... | |
 | John Keese - 1842 - 336 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. 37 It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs... | |
 | 1843 - 678 страници
...And hear the bellows roar. And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs most think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear... | |
 | 1843 - 708 страници
...And hear the bellows roar. And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise I He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he... | |
 | 1843 - 184 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from the threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, And he hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It... | |
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And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 
