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" And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. "
Elocution, Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of ... - Страница 299
по C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 320 страници
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The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]., Том 2

Robert Kemp Philp
...door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roir, And catch the burning sparkfi that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! -He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...

The Bowdoin Poets

Edward Payson Weston - 1849 - 180 страници
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...

Spring flowers gathered for young florists, by S.P.

Spring flowers, S. P. - 1849 - 32 страници
...You can hear his bellows blow ; Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice. Singing in paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...

Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets

Joseph Guy - 1849
...threshing-floor. And sits among his boys, And hears the parson pray and preach: He goes on Sunday to the church, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies,...

Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 413 страници
...evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...

Poems, Том 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...

Programmes of evening concerts

Marlborough coll, mus. soc - 1850
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the Church, And sits among his...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...

The garland; or, Poetry for childhood and youth

Garland - 1850
...the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly, Like chaff from a thrashing-floor. He gc*s on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys;...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in paradise! He needs must think of her once more How in the grave she lies...

The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Том 35

Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - 1850
...'7'Ae Village Blacksmith,' painted from nature for these pages, has tbis reminiscence of his sitter : ' HE goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hairs AIÄ daugnltr'i roict Xinpinfr in the village eAoir, And it makrjt hie heart rejoice,' We always...

The New American Speaker: A Collection of Oratorical and Dramatical Pieces ...

John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 552 страници
...black, and long ; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat ;• He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...




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