 | Society of the Army of the Tennessee - 1897 - Страниц: 272
...yesterday and tomorrow, both are. Our loved friends were — they are — they will be — yes — " Love will dream and faith will trust, Since he who...need, is just, That somehow, somewhere, meet we must." I wish I knew more personally of the Army of the Tennessee. Life's fortunes threw all my early memories... | |
 | American Academy of Arts and Sciences - 1893 - Страниц: 482
...are no more: " We turn the pages that they read, Their written words we linger o'er, But in the gun they cast no shade, No voice is heard, no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor! " Or again, take this couplet about the maiden aunt, so familiar a figure in New England households... | |
 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - Страниц: 628
...ic. The agent's joke cost him his place. FAITH. "WniTTIER. Yet love will dream, and faith will trust, That somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars ahine through his cypress trees ; Who hath not learned in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense... | |
 | 1871 - Страниц: 360
...want a place — what have you got for the place ? Life is a pair of balances! Rev. A. WElroy W?li*. ALAS for him who never sees The stars shine through...cypress-trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ; Who hath not learned, in hours... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - Страниц: 56
...We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn; We turn the pages that they read, Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. 20 Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - Страниц: 374
...sun they cast no shade, No voice is heard, no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! 6. Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust, (Since He...for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - Страниц: 372
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages that they read, Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! 6. Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow,... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - Страниц: 386
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages that they read, Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor! 6. Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow,... | |
 | 1867 - Страниц: 454
..." Oh Time and change ! How strange it teems, with so much gone Of life and love, to still live on ! Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust (Since He...is just), That somehow, somewhere, meet we must." The funeral was attended from the Hawes Place Church, Rev. Mr. Hinckley officiating, by past members... | |
 | 1867 - Страниц: 148
...hearth are still ; Look where we may, the wide earth o'er, Those lighted faces smile no more ; Tet Love will dream and Faith will trust, (Since He who...need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. So fragrant are these memories of our ancestry, beloved and honored, that I love to hold them up, and... | |
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Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own! 
