 | 1857 - 34 strani
...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...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 task... | |
 | 1857 - 986 strani
...on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears tiic parson pray and preach, He hears hi3 daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And...And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of hie eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task... | |
 | Oliver Prescott Hiller - 1857 - 388 strani
...in the description of the Blacksmith listening to his daughter singing in the village-choir :— " It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing...with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes." And how excellent the moral of the next stanza,— " Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1857 - 394 strani
...the burning sparks that fly like chaff from a threshing-floor. 5. He goes on Sunday to the church, and sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray...the village choir, and it makes his heart rejoice. 6. It sounds to him like her mother's voice singing in paradise ; He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | Alfred J. Pairpoint - 1857 - 360 strani
...successive corn-crops in as many years. VI.— SUNDAY IN WASHINGTON. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. LONGFELLOW. THE streets and avenues of Washington, on the Sabbath morning, appeared as quiet, orderly,... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 strani
...goes, on Sunday, to the church, And sits among his boys**; He hears the parson pray and preach v , He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. 6. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - 428 strani
...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his danghter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | Thomas Crampton - 1858 - 264 strani
...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray...with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling,—rej oicing,—sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task... | |
 | Hearty staves, John Erskine Clarke - 1858 - 152 strani
...threshing-floor. And sits among the boys ; Ho hears the parson pray and preach, He goes on Sunday to the chureh, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village...with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Each evening sees its close; Something attempted, something done,... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1858 - 292 strani
...sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits amongst his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach ; He...heart rejoice ; It sounds to him like her mother's voico Singing in Paradise ; He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies, And with... | |
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It sounds 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 out of his eyes. 
