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. Class-book of English Poetry - Page 83by English poetry - 1866Full view - About this book
| 1844 - 454 pages
...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,...it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught... | |
| 1841 - 754 pages
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her 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 he goes ; Each morning sees some... | |
| American periodicals - 1840 - 560 pages
...the village choir, And it makes his neart rejoico. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,...lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Til. Toiling — rejoicing —sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning... | |
| American periodicals - 1840 - 566 pages
...the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,...lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out hia eyes. m. Toiling — rejoicing —sorrowing — Onward through life he ;;oes : Each morning... | |
| American periodicals - 1840 - 576 pages
...the village choir. And it makes his neart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the crave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing... | |
| Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - Literature - 1841 - 710 pages
...of her 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...it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks ! thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught... | |
| 1841 - 744 pages
...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing,... | |
| Books - 1842 - 610 pages
...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,...close ; Something attempted — something done Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1842 - 148 pages
...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,...it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught... | |
| Children's literature - 1856 - 1026 pages
...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs mnst think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...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,... | |
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