 | 1844 - Страниц: 454
...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 task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 754
...eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the sounding forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped, Each burning... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 566
...— Onward through life he ;;oes : Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close j Something attempted — something done, Has earned...flaming forge of Life, Our fortunes must be wrought, EXTRACT FROM A NOTE-BOOK. OUR nice travelling chariot, with all its trunks, cases, pockets, down-cushions,... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 576
...once more, How in the crave she 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 some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Royal Agricultural Society of England - 1879 - Страниц: 1154
...accommodation was insufficient, having to work early and late : " Each morning finds her task begun, Kach evening sees it close, Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose." It is not a part of our duty to say whether the same work under a skilful manager could not be more... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 744
...once more, How in her grave she 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 some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | 1842 - Страниц: 610
...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 task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - Страниц: 638
...once more, How in the grave she 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 sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - Страниц: 144
...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 task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 1026
...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 task begin, Each evening sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
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Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. 
