| Harvey Marriott - 1859 - 284 pàgines
...begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks, to thee, my worthy friend, For the...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! LONGFELLOW. THE SCEPTIC RECLAIMED. iiy the late Dr. Salt, with his Epitaph written by himself. THERE... | |
| Robert Steel - 1859 - 466 pàgines
...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...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought," Would that men of hammer-and-hand, in mines and forges, and masters as well, would make the choice... | |
| HENRY HOWE - 1859 - 748 pàgines
...attempted—something done, . Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy frienc^ For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. THE LITTLE GIRL UNDER THE SNOW. MARY LOUISA CHITWOOD. A young lady of Mt. Carmel, Indiana, who died... | |
| Robert F. Wiseman - 1995 - 316 pàgines
...begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Bibliography Adams, OR Lameness in Horses. Philadelphia, Lea & Febiger,... | |
| 1982 - 348 pàgines
...it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to dice, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught!...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 418. NO TIME LIKE THE OLD TIME There is no time like the old time, When... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1572 pàgines
...once more How in the grave she lies; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. The rising moon has hid the stars Her level rays like golden bars Lie on the landscape green With shadows... | |
| Donald Hall - 1985 - 266 pàgines
...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...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. The Wreck of the Hesperus It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1988 - 442 pàgines
...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...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. THE SLAVE SINGING AT MIDNIGHT* LOUD he sang the psalm of David! He, a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel's... | |
| Mark Twain - 1990 - 350 pàgines
...is played!' — and down he fetched a right bower. Mr. Longfellow smiles as sweet as pie and says— "Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught,' — and blamed if he didn't down with another right bower! Emerson claps his hand on his bowie, Longfellow... | |
| Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pàgines
...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...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. ' the village bell] "the old kirk chimes," in the first printing. 2 A tear . . . eyes] "A tear from... | |
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