 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
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 482 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!... | |
 | Anna Maria Hall - 1845 - 854 pages
...it makes Ms heart rejoice. It sounds to Urn like her mothir's vuire, Singing in Paradise! He nteds must think of her once more, How in the grave she...life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Eat-h evening gees it close; Something attempted, something done, lias earn'da night's repuse. Thanks,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Anatomy - 1845 - 330 pages
...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 his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward — through life he goes: Each morning... | |
 | William Russell, John Goldsbury - Elocution - 1845 - 292 pages
...more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes The tears out of his eyfen 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... | |
 | William Russell, John Goldsbury - Elocution - 1845 - 300 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,...grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes The tears out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 390 pages
...And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds lo him. like her mother's voice, Singing — in Paradise J He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard — rough hand he wipca A tear from out his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing— sorrowing — Onward — through life he goes:... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 334 pages
...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It Rounds to him, like her mother*s voice, Singing—in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard—rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling— rejoicing—sorrowingOnward— through... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1845 - 908 pages
...it makes his heart rejoice. ;t It sounds to him like her mother's voice, » Sinking in Paradise! lie needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rou^h hand he wipe* ARTHUR'S MAGAZINE. " Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing', Onward through life... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 396 pages
...village choir, And it makes hie heart rejoice. It Rounds to him. like her mother^s voice, Singing — in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she iies ; And with his hard — rough hand he wipes A tear from out hid eyes. Toiling— rejoicing —... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 398 pages
...his heart rejoice. It rounds lo him. like her mother's voice, Singing — in Paradise! Ho needs musi think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And wnh his hard- -rough hand he wipei A tear from out hie' eyes. Toiling—rejoicing— sorrowing —... | |
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