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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... "
Companion Poets: Illustrated. Longfellow's Household Poems. Tennyson's Songs ... - ˹éÒ 16
1871
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, àÅèÁ·Õè 16

1840 - 566 ˹éÒ
...— 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,...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, àÅèÁ·Õè 16

1840 - 576 ˹éÒ
...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...attempted — something done, Has earned a night's repose. VIII. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming...
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Journal of the Royal Agricultural Society of England

Royal Agricultural Society of England - 1879 - 1154 ˹éÒ
...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...
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Bentley's Miscellany, àÅèÁ·Õè 7

1841 - 744 ˹éÒ
...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...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...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 ˹éÒ
...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...flaming forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, 300 301 EXCELSIOR. THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village pass'd A youth,...
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The Monthly Review

1842 - 610 ˹éÒ
...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...my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught 1 Thus at the flaming forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped...
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The Children's Magazine and Missionary Repository, àÅèÁ·Õè 19

1856 - 1026 ˹éÒ
...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...Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 ˹éÒ
...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...done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thec, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of Life Our fortunes...
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Perennial Flowers

1843 - 184 ˹éÒ
...Toiling — rej oicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted,...friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the naming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus, on its sounding anvil, shaped Each burning...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 ˹éÒ
...grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. SUNSET IN SEPTEMBER. S3 Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing — Onward through...close ; Something attempted— something done, Has earn'da night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught !...
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