 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 страници
...thou child of many prayers1 Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the hough, where slumhered Birds and hlossoms many-numhered ; — Age, that hough with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 300 страници
...them child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares, Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
 | Confirmation Class - 1866 - 160 страници
...histories as I have since learnt them, in the following chapters. 19 CHAPTER II. AFTEK-THOUGHTS. " Like the swell of some sweet tune Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June." '' Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered." EMMA and Sarah walked... | |
 | J. H. - 1867 - 860 страници
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bow where slumber' d Birds and blossoms many-number'd ; Age, that bow with snows encumber'd.... | |
 | William Carlos Martyn - 1867 - 440 страници
...Squanto, the friendly Indian interpreter, had instructed them how to sow and hill and manure with fish.J "Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June ;" and as the season advanced, native grapes and berries were found in endless variety and inexhaustible... | |
 | Charlotte Mary Yonge - 1868 - 614 страници
...snares — Oh, thou child of many prayers Life hath quicksands — life hat Care and age come unawares. Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. — LONGFELLOW. ' TT7HAT is the matter with Amy ? What makes her so odd ?' VV asked Charles, as his... | |
 | Harriet Frances Thynne (lady Charles.) - 1868 - 566 страници
...CHAPTER V. Standing with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet. Like the swell of some sweet tune Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. LONGFELLOW. A FTER a lapse of ten years, which were "*"*• not marked by any particular changes in... | |
 | John T. Watson - 1869 - 524 страници
...stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. HW LONGFELLOW. Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon. May glides onward into June. HW LONGFELLOW. Time, the tomb-builder, bolds his fierce career. Dark, stern, and pitiless, and pauses... | |
 | Hannah Ransome Geldart - 1869 - 228 страници
...yes ! I see now that — " ' Life hath quicksands, life hath snares ; Care and age come unawares j Like the swell of some sweet tune," Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June." " " You will feel different to-morrow, Edith. It is that letter, I am afraid. What was there in that... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1870 - 642 страници
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered : — Age, that bough with... | |
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O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. 
