 | Robert F. Wiseman - 1995 - 304 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... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 352 страници
...sun is low. 4. 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...sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 5. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He... | |
 | 1982 - 333 страници
...flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from the threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...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;... | |
 | Library of America, Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1544 страници
...length. She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears 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;... | |
 | Donald Hall - 1985 - 319 страници
...They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly 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;... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1988 - 389 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;... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 210 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;... | |
 | William J. Bennett - 1997 - 384 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...voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his hear rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of... | |
 | Diane Ravitch - 2000 - 656 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;... | |
 | Robert X. Leeds - 1999 - 332 страници
...sparks that fly like chaff From a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church And sits amongst his boys, He hears the parson pray and preach; He...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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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. 
