 | Robert Kemp Philp
...door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roir, And catch the burning sparkfi that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Edward Payson Weston - 1849 - 180 sidor
...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...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Spring flowers, S. P. - 1849 - 32 sidor
...You can hear his bellows blow ; Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1849
...threshing-floor. And sits among his boys, And hears the parson pray and preach: He goes on Sunday to the church, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village...makes his heart rejoice. 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,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 413 sidor
...evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850
...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...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Marlborough coll, mus. soc - 1850
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the Church, And sits among his...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Garland - 1850
...the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly, Like chaff from a thrashing-floor. He gc*s on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys;...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | 1850
...'7'Ae Village Blacksmith,' painted from nature for these pages, has tbis reminiscence of his sitter : ' HE goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hairs AIÄ daugnltr'i roict Xinpinfr in the village eAoir, And it makrjt hie heart rejoice,' We always... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 552 sidor
...black, and long ; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat ;• He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
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And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 
