...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!...

...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,...hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. (cont) The Village Blacksmith Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning...