 | 1858 - 862 стор.
...preaching, or any former generation of the past. TUB LIGHT ON THE HEARTH.— PAET IlL CHAPTER X. ' Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon. May glides onward into June." "LiKE the swell of some sweet tune," like the rising of rich melody, is the progress of young life,... | |
 | 468 стор.
...by the cataract's roar ? 0, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands — Life hath enaros ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some...Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many numbered ; — Age, that bough with snows encumbered. Gather, then, each flower that grows, When... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 стор.
...the cataract's roar ? O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some...heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows. Bear a lily in thy hand ; Gates of brass cannot withstand One touch of that magic wand. Bear through sorrow,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 стор.
...of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! « Care and age come unawares ! 1 4 Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into...many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with snows encumbered. K Gather, then, each flower that grows, ' When the young heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 стор.
...the cataract's roar ? O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some...glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough where slumber'd Birds and blossoms many-number'd ; — Age, that bough witb snows encumber'd. Gather, then,... | |
 | 1842 - 818 стор.
...cataract's mat 7 0, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Can- and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet...noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the hough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; Age, that bough, with snows encumbered. Gather,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 стор.
...the cataract's roar ? O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some...heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows. Bear a lily in thy hand ; Gates of brass cannot withstand One touch of that magic wand. Bear through sorrow,... | |
 | 1843 - 758 стор.
...hath quicksands — life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tone, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough where slumber'd Birds and blossoms many-number'd — Age, that bough with snows encumber'd. Gather then,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 стор.
...thon child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come nnawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into...glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough where slumber'd Birds and blossoms many-number'd ; — Age, that bough with snows encumber'd. Gather, then,... | |
 | 1846 - 302 стор.
...by the cataract's roar ? O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some...and blossoms many-numbered; — Age, that bough with snow encumbered. Gather, then, each flower that grows, When the young heart overflows, To embalm that... | |
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Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. 
