 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 698 страници
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares t Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Gather, then, each flower that grows, When the young heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 588 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, the bough with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 744 страници
...by the cataract's roar? 0, thou child of many prayers ! life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares! 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, the bough with... | |
 | Girls - 1883 - 162 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 snows... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 320 страници
...thon child of many prayers ! Life bath 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, the bough with... | |
 | Oliver Bell Bunce - 1883 - 332 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1894 - 748 страници
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Lite hath snare* 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 614 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 j — Age, that bough with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 528 страници
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snaw» Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon. May glided onward into June. MISCELLANEOUS. Childhood isthe bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-immU'ivd... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1884 - 336 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. 
