 | 1844 - 454 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through...flaming forge of life, Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus, on its sounding anvil shaped, Each burning deed and thought ! GARDENING HINTS FOR FEBRUARY. HOTHOUSES,... | |
 | 1840 - 566 oldal
...— Onward through life he ;;oes : Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close j Something attempted — something done, Has earned...flaming forge of Life, Our fortunes must be wrought, EXTRACT FROM A NOTE-BOOK. OUR nice travelling chariot, with all its trunks, cases, pockets, down-cushions,... | |
 | 1840 - 576 oldal
...once more, How in the crave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing —sorrowing — Onward through...attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose. VIII. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming... | |
 | 1841 - 744 oldal
...once more, How in her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the sounding forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped, Each burning... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid... | |
 | 1842 - 610 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through...my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught 1 Thus at the flaming forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | 1843 - 708 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought !" "THE REGGAR. A beggar through the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid... | |
 | 1843 - 678 oldal
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought !" "THE BEGGAR. A beggar through the... | |
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Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson... 
