 | 1847 - 828 sidor
...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing 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 be goes ; Each morning sees some task begin.... | |
 | James Hamilton - 1848 - 224 sidor
...Blacksmith." He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits ajnong his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach j He hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. Which leads us to notice, lastly, that nothing makes the fireside so cheerful as a blessed hope beyond... | |
 | Edward Payson Weston - 1849 - 200 sidor
...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. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. Ill Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes... | |
 | Spring flowers, S. P. - 1849 - 178 sidor
...Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand, he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling— rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 430 sidor
...catch the burning sparkfi 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...more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rou«h hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing— sorrowing — Onward through... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1849 - 118 sidor
...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...with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Toiling—rej oicing—sorrowing,... | |
 | William Russell, John Goldsbury - 1845 - 302 sidor
...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...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise f He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he... | |
 | Marlborough coll, mus. soc - 1850 - 80 sidor
...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing-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. I Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 sidor
...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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 sidor
...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...she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes Toiling, — rej oicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin,... | |
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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. 
