 Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge. With measured beat, and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look...  Poems. New, complete ed - 171. oldalszerző: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1861Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1844 - 454 oldal
...children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the naming forge, Aid 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 boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | 1840 - 576 oldal
...When the 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,...He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his neart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | 1840 - 566 oldal
...When the evening aun 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,...He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | 1840 - 560 oldal
...When the evening aun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door j They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar,...sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. v. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He heats the parson pray and preach, He... | |
 | John Keese - 1842 - 336 oldal
...measured beat and slow, And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar,...his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 oldal
...When the 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,...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | 1842 - 422 oldal
...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 daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, Audit makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him Like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 oldal
...When the 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 the burning sparks that fly He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 oldal
...Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And cateh the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the chureh, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice,... | |
 | 1843 - 184 oldal
...the 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 the burning sparks that fly He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, And... | |
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