 | 1850 - 560 страници
...within, — and God o'er head ;" and which gives a zest to the existence of his " Village Blacksmith;" " Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done, Hath earned a night's repose."... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1850 - 252 страници
...hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly like chaff from a thrashing-floor. 7. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, onward through life...attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose. 8. The few remaining trees, clothed in the fantastic mourning of autumn ; the long line of heavy clouds,... | |
 | Garland - 1850 - 152 страници
...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, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 страници
...Toiling, — rej oicing, — 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, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Marlborough coll, mus. soc - 1850 - 80 страници
...more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand, he wipes A tear out of his eyes. I 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.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 страници
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough 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.... | |
 | 1855 - 724 страници
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipe* A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing. Onward through life...evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something dune, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to theo, my worthy friend. For the lesson thou hast... | |
 | 1851 - 344 страници
...rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through hfe he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 страници
...eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Bach 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 страници
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough 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 ; Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast... | |
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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. 
