 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1852 - 256 страници
...birth ; And each bright blossom, mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. RIVER! that in silence windcst Through the meadows, bright and fivi Till at... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 496 страници
...birlh ; And each bright blossom, mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. RIVER ! that in silence wmdest Through the meadows, bright and free. Till at... | |
 | Martha Noyes Williams - 1853 - 290 страници
...blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. THEY ARE ALL GONE. 53 With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God — This is the place where human harvests grow. THEY ARE ALL GONE. HENRY VAUGHAN. THEY are all gone into a world of light, And I alone sit lingering... | |
 | 1854 - 268 страници
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloom'd on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...our God, This is the place where human harvests grow ! END OF ALL EARTHLY GREATNESS. From SHAKSPERE'S Tempest. OUK revels now are ended : these our actors,... | |
 | 1856 - 678 страници
...With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn np the nod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow; This is...our GOD, This is the place where human harvests grow ! Back numbers for the years 1854—1855, price 4d. Vol. 1, (comprising the years 1854—1865.) Cloth,... | |
 | S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 338 страници
...birth ; And each bright blossom, mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre oif our God, THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 264 страници
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place where human harvests grow! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. River! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till at... | |
 | Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - 1855 - 456 страници
...German term, " God's acre," as applied to a burial ground ? I had never heard of it, and he repeated : " With thy rude plough-share, Death, turn up the sod...furrow for the seed we sow, This is the field and garden of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow." " A few nights since," 1 said, " I... | |
 | Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - 1855 - 444 страници
...German term, " God's acre," as applied to a burial ground ? I had never heard of it, and he repeated : " With thy rude plough-share, Death, turn up the sod...furrow for the seed we sow, This is the field and garden of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow." u A few nights since," I said, " I... | |
 | Society for promoting Christian knowledge - 1855 - 592 страници
...flowers which never bloom'd on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread thy furrow for the seed we sow : This is the field and...God : This is the place where human harvests grow. LONGFELLOW. THE modest maiden, the prudent wife, or the careful matron, arc much more serviceable in... | |
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With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. 
