 | Life-lights - 1864 - 344 pàgines
...contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...'For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead. HW LONGFELLOW, 1807 — — American. GIVE! GIVE ! as the morning that flows out of heaven ; Give !... | |
 | Book - 1864 - 396 pàgines
...contrivings, A.nd the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead. LONGFELLOW, CHILD'S TALENT. intrusts to all Talents, few or many ; None so young or small That they... | |
 | Charles Kingsley - 1864 - 322 pàgines
...contrivings And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses And the gladness of your looks ? " Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead." — LONGFELLOW. ERE begins the never-to-be-toomuch-studied account of the nine-hundred-and-ninety-... | |
 | Caroline Snowden Guild - 1864 - 318 pàgines
...contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, ' When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead. LOSOFELLOW. PART I. CHILDEEN. THE BABY. ANOTHER little Upon the sea of life ; Another soul to save... | |
 | Julia S. Blott - 1865 - 184 pàgines
...them in this chapter. Many times have I repeated it to my father in the long dreary night-watches. " Have you read in the Talmud of old, In the legends...Angel of Glory — Sandalphon, the Angel of Prayer? " How erect at the outermost gates Of the City celestial he waits, With his feet on that ladder of... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 710 pàgines
...And all the rest are dead. SANDALPHOK HAVE you read in the Talmud of old, In the Legends the Eabbins have told Of the limitless realms of the air, —...the Angel of Glory, Sandalphon, the Angel of Prayer ? How, erect, at the outermost gates Of the City Celestial he waits, With his feet on the ladder of... | |
 | 1879 - 204 pàgines
...been fond of children, and has written about them in many of his pieces. In one of them ho says : — Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead I Happy poet ! Happy children — especially when they are good ! c. H. NEVER TELL A LIE. " \YpEVER... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 300 pàgines
...contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead. CHRISTMAS BELLS. HEARD the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 482 pàgines
...shall be wanting here The palm, the lily, and the spear, The symbols that of yore Saint Filomena bore. SANDALPHON. HAVE you read in the Talmud of old, In...the limitless realms of the air,— Have you read it,—the marvellous story Of Sandalphon, the Angel of Glory, Samlalphon, the Angel of Prayer ? How,... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 pàgines
...When compared with your caresses, For what are all our contrivings, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were...For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead. WEARINESS. 0 LITTLE feet! that such long years Must wander on through hopes and fearsMust ache and... | |
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Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are... 
