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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. "
Select specimens of English poetry - Страница 124
по Edward Hughes - 1856
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 страници
...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 her...through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose....

Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 страници
...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 her...hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. SUNSET IN SEPTEMBERi 83 Toiling — rejoicing^sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning...

United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Том 13

1843 - 708 страници
...choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise I He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave...through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....

The United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Том 13

1843 - 678 страници
...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs most think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....

Perennial Flowers

1843 - 184 страници
...the parson pray and preach, And he hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her...she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes The tears out of his eyes. Toiling — rej oicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each...

Gems from the American Poets: With Brief Biographical Notices

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 страници
...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 her...through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begin, Something attempted— something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,my...

THE MIRROR OF LITERATURE AMUSEMENT , AND INSTRUCTION : VOL V

The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction.New Series.VOL.V - 1844 - 440 страници
...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 her...rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rej oicing — sorrowing, Onward tbrough life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each...

The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ...

William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 страници
...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 her...through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....

The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 страници
...hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It Bounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise...through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose....

Sharpe's London magazine, a journal of entertainment and ..., Томове 1–2

Anna Maria Hall - 1845 - 854 страници
...it makes Ms heart rejoice. It sounds to Urn like her mothir's vuire, Singing in Paradise! He nteds must think of her once more, How in the grave she...through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Eat-h evening gees it close; Something attempted, something done, lias earn'da night's repuse....




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