 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - Страниц: 472
...she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rej oicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | James Caughey, Daniel Wise - 1855 - Страниц: 422
...war. My soul, too, is kept alive and happy by constant activity. " Each morning finds some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose." Jan. 9th. — A hard onset last night ; could not rise ; a, fog on my spirit; gloom on the people,... | |
 | Cornish - 1855 - Страниц: 538
...picture of life as it should be, in his Poem on the Village Blacksmith. Do you remember the lines ? ' Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes, Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.'... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 518
...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...life he goes : Each morning sees some task begin, E ich evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose. Thanks,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - Страниц: 432
...BLACKSMITH. How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rougli hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something douo, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thon hast... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - Страниц: 574
...more, How in the grave she lies ; And, with his hard, rough hand, he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Thus crowd, How low, how little, are the proud, How indigent the great ! Still is the toilin begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Amy (fict.name.) - 1856 - Страниц: 248
...use to ourselves or others. I see it now, and can answer yours by another verse of Longfellow's — ' Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close. Something attempted, something done, Has earn'da night's repose.'... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - 1856 - Страниц: 324
...might alloy her satisfaction were set aside, or reserved only for hours of solitude. 4? CHAPTER X. Toiling, —rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - Страниц: 474
...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 hegin, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something dona, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - Страниц: 428
...BLACKSMITH. How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough haiul he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast tanght ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil... | |
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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... 
