 | 1844 - 454 pages
...Aid hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly, Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees... | |
 | American periodicals - 1840 - 576 pages
...pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his neart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice,...! 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... | |
 | Books - 1842 - 610 pages
...sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the...lies; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1842 - 148 pages
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1842 - 638 pages
...cateh the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the chureh, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyeg. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning... | |
 | 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 ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 558 pages
...sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 280 pages
...sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. SUNSET IN SEPTEMBERi 83 Toiling — rejoicing^sorrowing — Onward through life he... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1843 - 570 pages
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning... | |
 | Children's poetry - 1843 - 184 pages
...He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, And he hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village...she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes The tears out of his eyes. Toiling — rej oicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each... | |
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He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise!... 
