 Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Each night I burn the records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead,...  Ingalls of Kansas: A Character Study - หน้า 134โดย William Elsey Connelley - 1909 - 232 หน้ามุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้
 | 1912 - 350 หน้า
...and dumb ; My judgments seal the dead past with the dead But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend my arms to all who say, ''I can!" Xo shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise again and... | |
 | 1918 - 758 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend...can'. No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But he might rise and be again a man." "A ruler who appoints a man to an office when there is in his dominion... | |
 | 1909 - 738 หน้า
...At sunrise every soul is born again. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend ray arm to all who say " I can." No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Art thou a mourner ? Rouse thee from thy spell 1 Art thou a sinner ? Sins may be forgiven... | |
 | Roady Kenehan - 1912 - 652 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend my arm to all who say "I can !" No shamed- faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost thou behold thy... | |
 | 1913 - 1430 หน้า
...At sunrise every soul Is born again. When down In mire, wring not your hands and weep I lend my arms to all who say. "I can." No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Art thou a mourner Rouse thee from thy spell, Art thou a sinner? Sins may be forgiven.... | |
 | 1908 - 840 หน้า
...yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; Í lend my arm to all who say "t can." No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous retribution's blow... | |
 | 1905 - 548 หน้า
...to find you in ; For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake to rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances passed away, Weep not...shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise again and be a man ! Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast ? Dost reel from righteous retribution's... | |
 | Walter Malone - 1906 - 68 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend...outcast ever sank so deep, But yet might rise and be again a man! Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous Retribution's blow?... | |
 | 1909 - 270 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say: "lean." No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But he might rise and be again a man. — Walter Malone... | |
 | Elbert Hubbard - 1907 - 50 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend...outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man! Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast ? Dost reel from righteous retribution's blow?... | |
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