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" I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the... "
The Penny Tract Magazine and Christian Miscellany - 256. oldal
1847
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Gems from the spirit mine. (League of univ. brotherhood).

Gems - 1851
...pleasant, Cometh soon our Holiday. Work away! Dlckem's Household Words. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWER. There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair? " saith he, " Have naught but the bearded grain ? " Though the breath of those...

Heavenly thoughts for morning hours: selections, with a short intr., by lady ...

Heavenly thoughts - 1851
...servant ; I am thy servant, and the son of thine handmaid ; thou hast loosed my bonds." — Ps. cxvi. 16. There is a reaper whose name is Death, And with his...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these...

The Primitive Church Magazine, 8. kötet

1851
...was, byrepeated miracles of the same kind, continued. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. THESE is areaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; • - Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these...

The Mothers' friend, ed. by Ann Jane, 4-7. kötet

Ann Jane - 1851
...Freeman. \n interesting periodical. THE REAPER AMONG THE HOUSEHOLDS. (Read at a Maternal Meeting.) " There is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen He reaps the bearded grain at a hreath, And the flowers that grow between.'* . SINCE we last met as a maternal band, some of us have...

Bertie, Or, Life in the Old Field: A Humorous Novel

George Higby Throop - 1851 - 242 oldal
...existence he cut short " aequo pede," with the stride and ruthlessness of the grim reaper who cuts " The bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between." I suppose it must be motion that provokes this musical development; for your stage-coach driver is...

Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady

Choice descriptive poetry - 1852
...mercies of a moment, leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene. YOUNG. THE REAPER AND THE ANGELS. THERE is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his...that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair ?" said he, " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,...

The Mourner's Friend; Or, Sighs of Sympathy for Those who Sorrow

J. B. Syme - 1852 - 180 oldal
...and joy on every ripple of its sparkling current. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. BY HENKY W. LONGFELLOW. THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair ? " saith he ; — " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these...

Thoughts on the Death of Little Children

Samuel Irenæus Prime - 1852 - 154 oldal
...beauteous bud of life Receives immortal bloom in heaven. WD GALLAGHER. llcajier anlr tlje Jflotoers. THERE is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair ?" saith he, " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers...

Garden Walks with the Poets

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 340 oldal
...And try if the homely, despised thing, May not yield sweet fragrance there. sifo Longfellow. rTHERE is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle...And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair?" saith he ; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers...

Uncle Tom's pictorial keepsake

Tom (uncle, pseud) - 1852
...like the look of my keen sickle ; never fear that I shall hurt thee with it ; the poet sings — " There is a reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain as a breath And the flowers that grow between." (To be continued..) ijmrl Cjjapto ra fitglwjj THE NORMAN...




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