 | 1844 - Страниц: 454
...his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 754
...him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her 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... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 560
...hie daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his neart rejoico. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He...lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Til. Toiling — rejoicing —sorrowing — Onward through life he goes : Each morning... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 566
...his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He...lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out hia eyes. m. Toiling — rejoicing —sorrowing — Onward through life he ;;oes : Each morning... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 576
...his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his neart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the crave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 744
...his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it 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 her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing,... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1841 - Страниц: 710
...his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it 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 her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing,... | |
 | 1842 - Страниц: 610
...his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted — something done Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - Страниц: 144
...his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 1026
...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs mnst think of her once more, How in the grave she lies...sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy frieud, For the lesson thou hast taught... | |
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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. Toiling,— rejoicing,— sorrowing, Onward through life he... 
