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" Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own! "
The Writings of John Greenleaf Whittier in 7 V - 142. oldal
szerző: John Greenleaf Whittier - 1888
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

The (Old) Farmer's Almanack, 69-78. kiadás

Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 oldal
...somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars ahine through his cypress trees ; Who hath not learned in hours of faith, The truth...and sense unknown, That life is ever Lord of death, THE DROWNED AT SEA. Never bronze or «lab of stone May their sepulchre denote; O'er their burial-place...

Life Thoughts from Pulpits and from Poets

1871 - 360 oldal
...place — what have you got for the place ? Life is a pair of balances! Rev. A. WElroy W?li*. ALAS for him who never sees The stars shine through his...and sense unknown, That life is ever lord of death, And love can never lose its own. Whittier. LIKE snow that falls where waters glide, Earth's pleasures...

Wisconsin Journal of Education, 43. kötet

1911 - 322 oldal
...sees The stars shine through his cypress treœ; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away. Nor looks to sec the breaking day — Across the mournful marbles play Who hath not learned in hours of faith, That Life is ever Lord of Death, . And Love can never lose its own !" — From "Snowboiiml." Who wrote...

The Atlantic Monthly, 18. kötet

1866 - 808 oldal
...sainthood of suffering, still ever is pressing on with tuneful courage. Hear him singing, " Who harh not learned in hours of faith The truth, to flesh...and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love f^" never lose its own ? " Named among the valiant, yet more sad than heroic, was poor Heine...

Snow-bound: A Winter Idyl

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 oldal
...Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. 20 Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his...Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, m hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can...

Memorial of Rev. Pitt Clarke: Pastor of the First Congregational Church in ...

1866 - 110 oldal
...love and peace will dwell with you. POEMS BY MRS. MARY JONES^ CLARKE, WITH AN INTRODUCTORY SKETCH. "WHO HATH NOT LEARNED, IN HOURS OF FAITH, THE TRUTH...AND SENSE UNKNOWN, THAT LIFE is EVER LORD OF DEATH, AND LOVE CAN NEVER LOSE ITS OWN?" — Whittier. PREFACE. THE annexed sketch of the life and character...

Memorial of Rev. Pitt Clarke: Pastor of the First Congregational Church in ...

1866 - 110 oldal
...God of love and peace will dwell with you. POEMS MRS. MARY JONES CLARKE, INTRODUCTORY SKETCH. ' WlIO HATH NOT LEARNED, IN HOURS OF FAITH, THE TRUTH TO...AND SENSE UNKNOWN, THAT LIFE is EVER LORD OF DEATH, AND LOVE CAN NEVER LOSE ITS OWN?" — Whillier. PREFACE. THE annexed sketch of the life and character...

The Guardian, 17. kötet

1866 - 450 oldal
...Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who hopeless lays his head away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned in hour of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever Lord of death And Love can never...

The Land We Love, 1. kötet

1866 - 470 oldal
...sympathize with him, he says: " Alas for him who петег sees The stars shine through his cypress trees, Who hopeless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play !" When he describes the level marshes, " Where merry mowers, hale and strong, Swept scythe on scythe,...

Analytical Fifth Reader: Containing an Introductory Article on the General ...

Richard Edwards - 1867 - 372 oldal
...somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own 1 ANALYSIS OF SELECTION V. Is this selection prose, or poetry? How...




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