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" What set her feet in solitudes, And held the love within her mute, What mingled madness in the blood, A life-long discord and annoy, Water of tears with oil of joy, And hid within the folded bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate... "
The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier - 405. oldal
szerző: John Greenleaf Whittier - 1895 - 542 oldal
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Snow-bound: A Winter Idyl

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 oldal
...bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes and bounds should stand Upon the...Merciful, and compassionate, And full of sweet assurances 42 And hope for all the language is, That He remembereth we are dust! At last the great logs, crumbling...

Snow-bound: A Winter Idyl

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 76 oldal
...bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes and bounds should stand Upon the...are dust ! At last the great logs, crumbling low, Sent out a dull and duller glow, The bull's-eye watch that hung in view, Ticking its weary circuit...

The Friend, 3. kötet

1868 - 416 oldal
...admirable sketch of Harriet Livermore : " ' It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes and bounds should stand Upon the...the language is, That He remembereth we are dust.' " THE FRIEND (London). Marnea. MARRIED. WHEN Eloise heard of the Doctor's illness she felt, for an...

Littell's Living Age, 98. kötet

1868 - 846 oldal
...— " It Is not ours to separate The tangled »kein of will and fate. To allow what motes and hounds should stand Upon the soul's debatable land. And between...Providence Divide the circle of events. But He who knows oar frame Is just, Merciful, and compassionate, And full of sweet assurances, And hope for all the...

Friends Intelligencer: A Religious and Family Journal, 25. kötet

1869 - 878 oldal
...Livermore : " It Is not ours to separate The tnngled skein of will and fate, To show what mutes anrl bounds should stand, Upon the soul's debatable land,...Providence Divide the circle of events. But He who knows onr frame, is just, Merciful and compassionate, And full of sweet assurance!!, And hope for all the...

Casca Llanna (good News) Love, Woman, Marriage: the Grand Secret!: A Book ...

1872 - 440 oldal
...It is not ours to separate The tangled skin of will and fate, To show that rnetes and bounds shall stand Upon the soul's debatable land, And between...providence Divide the circle of events : But He who Vnows our frame is just, Merciful, and compassionate, And full of sweet assurances, And hope for all...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 424 oldal
...bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes and bounds should stand Upon the...are dust ! At last the great logs, crumbling low, Sent out a dull and duller glow, The bull's-eye watch that hung in view, Ticking its weary circuit...

Quiet Hours: A Collection of Poems

Mary Wilder Tileston - 1874 - 200 oldal
...bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes and bounds should stand Upon the...all the language is, That He remembereth we are dust ! JG WmTTmR,./r<7»» Snotv-Btund. 'MY TIMES ARE IN THY HAND." PSALM xxxi. 15. T^ATHER, I know that...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier with Numerous ...

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 316 oldal
...bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate. To show what metes and bounds should stand Upon the...And full of sweet assurances And hope for all the langnage is. That He remembereth we are dust ! At last the great logs, crumbling low, Sent out a dull...

The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1878 - 530 oldal
...It is not ours to separate The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes and bounds should Upon the soul's debatable land, And between choice...we are dust! At last the great logs, crumbling low. Sent out a dull and duller glow, The bull's-eye watch that hung in view, Ticking its weary circuit...




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