 | 1852 - 196 oldal
...needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing —...through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begun , Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 504 oldal
...needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, —...my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught I Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 496 oldal
...needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, —...sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught I Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 oldal
...and folly Shiver and sink at sights of toil and hazard, And make the impossibility they fear. Rowc. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Longfellow. ATTENDANCE— ATTENTION. I DANCE attendance here. I think the duke will not be spoke withal.... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 oldal
...more, How in the grave she lies^; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. 7. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. 8. Thanks\ thanks to thee, my worthy friend', For the lesson thou hast taughtM Thus, at the flaming... | |
 | William Harrison - 1853 - 214 oldal
...generation at least, and then it will not be in vain that, these pages were written. J CHAP. II. " Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought." LONGFELLOW. As the traveller journeys from the venerable town of Colchester to that of its rival neighbour... | |
 | 1853 - 158 oldal
...needs must think of her 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...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,... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 oldal
...needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes; Toiling, — rejoicing, —...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! THE END. ... | |
 | S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 338 oldal
...needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, —...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. THE BELEAGUERED CITY. I HAVE read in some old marvellous tale, „ Some legend... | |
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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... 
