 | 1872 - 900 σελίδες
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. : ! HENRY WAUSWORTH LONGFELLOW. FOE CHARLIE'S SAKE. THE night is late, the house b still ; The angels... | |
 | 1872 - 710 σελίδες
...birth ! And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. . HW Longfellow. 302. BUSINESS, Vain. The business of the world is child's play mere; Too many, ah !... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1872 - 730 σελίδες
...bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rnde ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the...God, This is the place where human harvests grow? THE GOBLET OF LIFE. FILLED is Life's goblet to the brim ; And though my eyes with tears are dim, I... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1873 - 324 σελίδες
...birth ; And each bright blossom, mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...meadows, bright and free, Till at length thy rest thou fmdest In the bosom of the sea ! Four long years of mingled feeling, Half in rest, and half in strife,... | |
 | English poetry - 1873 - 390 σελίδες
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God ; This is the place where human harvests grow. NUEEMBEEG. BY LONGFELLOW. IN the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow- lands Eise the blue... | |
 | Walter Field - 1873 - 344 σελίδες
...again At the great harvest, when the archangel's blast Shall winnow, like a fan, the chaff and grain. M With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod....God : This is the place where human harvests grow." Longfellow. \ ' GRAVE-STONES ND so Matthew, the old sexton's little daughter is to be buried today.... | |
 | Edward Jeboult - 1873 - 394 σελίδες
...of the new world poet, we leave him to the care of Father Neptune. Kiver ! that in silence windeth Through the meadows, bright and free, Till at length thy rest thou ttndeth In the bosom of the sea. Thus have we taken our readers through four towns, and more than thirty... | |
 | 1874 - 686 σελίδες
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod...God ; This is the place where human harvests grow ! 1840. H. VV. LONGFBLLOW. THE DEAD ARE LIKE THE STARS BY DAY. '~T*HE dead are like the stars by day,... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1874 - 484 σελίδες
...Lethe, instead of sinking beneath the surface with the crowd of common books. CHAPTER V. GOD' a ACRE. " This is the field and acre of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow." LONGFELLOW. OUR present chapter must needs be less cheerful than its immediate predecessor. On that... | |
 | Select thoughts, Edwin Davies (D.D.) - 1875 - 858 σελίδες
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place where human harvests grow. — Lontifclloa. BTJBIAL-SEBVICE.- -The Church's Our Mother, the Church hath never a child To honour... | |
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With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow. 
