 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...  American Monthly Knickerbocker - Page 4191840Full view - About this book
 | Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 226 pages
...once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.2 Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. (1. 1-6) 49 all But the best and the worst of us its close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. (1. 37-42) 50 Thanks,... | |
 | William J. Bennett - Juvenile Fiction - 1997 - 392 pages
...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...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Connie Robertson - Reference - 1998 - 686 pages
...marry them, will always be A marvel and a mystery to the world. 6497 Each morning sees some task begun, invade the borders of my realm. 3281 (after Sir Walter Raleigh) If thy heart fails thee, cli 6498 'Nuremberg (on Albrecht Diirer) Emigravil is the inscription on the tombstone where he lies; Dead... | |
 | Robert X. Leeds - American poetry - 1999 - 366 pages
...once more, How in the grave she lies, And with his hard rough hand He wipes a tear from out 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,... | |
 | Diane Ravitch - Reference - 2000 - 662 pages
...out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing Onward through life he goes; Each morning see some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2001 - 116 pages
...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...attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend. For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Ken Tate, Janice Tate - Poetry - 2001 - 164 pages
...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 begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Fran Moreland Johns, Earl Moreland - Education - 2002 - 98 pages
...the first verse he reportedly learned in the one-room schoolhouse: Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done Has earned a night's repose. Mary Emma Long Moreland, Earl's short-lived but stouthearted mother, may have been the root of his... | |
 | Charles C. Calhoun - Biography & Autobiography - 2004 - 358 pages
...as any other still needed making, and he made it with his characteristic quiet note of resignation: Toiling, — rejoicing, —sorrowing, Onward through...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. And then there is " Excelsior," a poem that was so loved by Longfellow's contemporaries, so loathed... | |
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