 | 742 pàgines
...Shall winnow, like a fan, the chaff and grain. " WHli thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn op tlic FOd, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is...our God, This is the place where human harvests grow !" THE MOTHER'S LEGACIE* We have here a fac-simile impression of the first edition of a genuine work... | |
 | 1841 - 640 pàgines
...birth, And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place where human harvests grow. Green Gate of Paradise ! let in the sun ! Unclose thy portals, that we may behold Those fields Elysian,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom, mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God. This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. RIVER ! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom, mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God. This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. RIVER ! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloom'd on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God. This is the place, where human harvests grow ! EW LOKOFELI.OW. (Du tlje Dcotl) of a L'oung ©hi SHE hath gone in the spring-time of life, Ere her... | |
 | 784 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers that never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place where human harvests grow. TO THE EDITOR OF THE IRISH UNITARIAN MAGAZINE. DEAR SIR,— I forward an extract, which I have been... | |
 | Thomas Sadler - 1847 - 146 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...our God, This is the place where human harvests grow ! XXII. " Knowing in yourselves that ye have in heaven a better and an enduring substance."—Heb.... | |
 | Thomas SADLER (Ph.D.), John Fothergill Waterhouse Ware - 1848 - 208 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...our God, This is the place where human harvests grow ! XXI. THERE is a land, where everlasting suns Shed everlasting brightness — where the soul Drinks... | |
 | 430 pàgines
...blrth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God,— This Is the place where human harvests grow. LIGHT FOR LABOUR. What is the mission of the Poet ? Schlegel (AW) defines poetry to be "that art which... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 pàgines
...birth ; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,...God, This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. RIVER ! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till... | |
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With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES. 
