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" Each 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 worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes... "
Poems. New, complete ed - Страница 118
по Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859
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The poetical works of H.W. Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 264 страници
...Toiling,—rejoicing,—sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task hegin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night s repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at...

The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 страници
...hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling—rejoicing—sorrowing— Onward 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. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,...

Select specimens of English poetry

Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 страници
...hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought! LONGFELLOW. II. THE PRINTER'S SONG. " WHAT, indeed, will be the particular effects, in the first instance,...

The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and ...

Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 578 страници
...Thus toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted,...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. MY FATHER. MY good father diod at the age of four score, [o'er; Snow-white were the locks which his...

Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 810 страници
...hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling,—rejoicing,—sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees...flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape...

The Gift Book of Gems

1856 - 352 страници
...he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing,— sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the naming forgo of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed...

Hand-book of American literature, historical, biographical, and critical [by ...

Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 страници
...task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson them hast taught: Thus at the flaming forge of life Our...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought!' The Golden Legend is a dramatic and mystical version of an old German story, versified by a minnesinger...

The Book of Oratory: A New Collection of Extracts in Prose, Poetry and ...

1856 - 518 страници
...Onward through life he goes: Each morning sees some task begin, Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, E ich evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something...done. Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thet-, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou host taught! Thus, at the flaming forge of Life, Our fortunes...

Dorothy: A Tale

Margaret Agnes Paull - 1856 - 324 страници
...Toiling, —rejoicing, •—sorrowing, Onward through life he goes: Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close: Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. HW LONGFELLOW. THE details of the wedding may as well be omitted. As usual on these occasions, the...

The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1856 - 696 страници
...hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling—rejoicing—sorrowing— Onward through life he Roes : Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted—something dune, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,...




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