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" I have nought that is fair?" saith he ; " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again. "
Sweet songs for mourning mothers, collected and arranged by Luigi - 35. oldal
szerző: Luigi (pseud) - 1884
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The Shadow on the Hearth: Or Our Father's Voice in Taking Away Our Little Ones

1858 - 298 oldal
...and deep, Lying on her mother's bosom, Little Bessie fell asleep. anfc t|e flutoeo. LOXOrELLOW. THERE is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. "Shall I have nought that is fair?" saith he, " Have nought but...

A Third Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, for the Use ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 240 oldal
...his feet, and made a parting bow to the gallery. LXV.—THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. LONGFELLOW. THERE is a reaper, whose name is Death; And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair ? " saith he ; " Have nought...

Our Little Ones in Heaven

Walter Aimwell - 1858 - 282 oldal
...one man, Jesus Christ, hath ABOUNDED unto many." " But where sin abounded, GRACE THE REAPER. THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair," saith he ; " Have nought but...

The Life and Beauties of Fanny Fern

1858 - 364 oldal
...borne upon th« air. It shall fall like dew upon the stricken flower. Listen to the chant t ' There is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath; And the flowers that grow between. ' He gazed at the flowers with tearful eye*, He raised their drooping...

The book of popular songs, ed. by J.E. Carpenter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1858 - 292 oldal
...much, But great ones not at all. THE EEAPEE AND THE FLOWEES. \VH LONOTELLOW.] [Jfimc by JW HoiES. There is a reaper whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair?" saith he — " Have nought...

Our Little Ones in Heaven: A Collection of Thoughts in Prose and Verse

1858 - 240 oldal
...hope, Ask for its darling like the bliss of heaven ? MBS. LH SIGOUBNEY. THE REAPER. THEBE is a Eeaper whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair," saith he ; " Have nought but...

A Compendium of American Literature

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - 752 oldal
...achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labur and to wait. THE REAPER AND ТПЕ FU>W£HS. There is a Keeper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the lieardi-d train at a breath. Ami tlit: riowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair...

Epitaphs, Collected from the Cemeteries of London, Edinburgh, Glasgow ...

Joseph Barlow Robinson - 1859 - 220 oldal
...beauty, could not save ; We seek the path she trod before Dowa to the dark and silent grave. 586. There is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. Oh ! not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day ; 'Twas...

The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. New complete ed., with ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 oldal
...doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labour and to wait. THEBE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair ?" saith he ; " Have nought but...

A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 oldal
...fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWEBS. There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair !" saith he ; "Have naught but...




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