 | James Madison Watson - 1868 - 314 стор.
...leave it to the kindly care Of the still earth and brooding air : As when the mother, from her breaet, Lays the hushed babe apart to rest, And shades its...and waits to see How sweet its waking smile will be. 14. The tempest now may smite, the sleet All night on the drowned furrow beat, And winds that, from... | |
 | 1869 - 310 стор.
...mysterious brink. Brethren, the sower's task is done ; The seed is in its winter bed. Now let the dark brown mould be spread, To hide it from the sun, And leave...smile will be. The tempest now may smite, the sleet Of winter, breathe the bitter cold, Stiffen to stone the mellow mould, Yet safe shall lie the wheat... | |
 | Julia Hatfield - 1870 - 256 стор.
...the Holy One they think, The glory of whose rising, yet Makes bright the grave's mysterious brink. Brethren, the sower's task is done. The seed is in...And shades its eyes, and waits to see How sweet its wakinar smile will be. THE OLD STORY OF AGES. — WISDOM AND CORN. — POETRY AND BREAD. — THE CORN-FESTIVAL... | |
 | Julia Hatfield - 1870 - 252 стор.
...the Holy One they think, The glory of whose rising, yet Makes bright the grave's mysterious brink. Brethren, the sower's task is done. The seed is in...Lays the hushed babe apart to rest, And shades its eves, and waits to see How sweet its waking smile will be. TUB OLD STORY OF AGES. — WISDOM AXD COKX.... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 112 стор.
...Holy One they think, The glory of whose rising, yet Makes bright the grave's mysterious brink. IX. Brethren, the sower's task is done. The seed is in...will be. The tempest now may smite, the sleet All niirht mi the drowned furrow heat. And winds that, from the cloudy hold, ( )f winter breathe the hitter... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - 382 стор.
...mysterious brink. Brethren, tne sower's task is done. The seed is in its winter bed. Now let the dark brown mould be spread, To hide it from the sun, And leave...winter breathe the bitter cold, Stiffen to stone the mellow mould, Yet safe shall lie the wheat; Till, out of heaven's unmeasured blue, Shall walk again... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 492 стор.
...Holy One they think, The glory of whose rising, yet Makes bright the grave's mysterious brink. IX. Brethren, the sower's task is done. The seed is in...winter breathe the bitter cold, Stiffen to stone the mellow mould, Yet safe shall lie the wheat ; Till, out of heaven's unmeasured blue. Shall walk again... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1876 - 348 стор.
...IS. Brethren, the sower's task is done ; The seed is in its winter bed : Now let the dark brown mold be spread, To hide it from the sun, And leave it to...and waits to see How sweet its waking smile will be. llf. The tempest now may smite, the sleet All night on the drowned furrow beat, And winds that, from... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1876 - 348 стор.
...is done; The seed is in its winter bed : Now let the dark brown mold be spread, Of the still 6arth and brooding air : As when the mother, from her breast,...and waits to see How sweet its waking smile will be. IS. The tempe'st now may smite, the sleet All night on the drowned furrow beat, And winds that, from... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1878 - 540 стор.
...seed, As softly o'er the tilth ye tread, For hands that delicately knead The consecrated bread — As when the mother^ from her breast^ Lays the hushed babe apart to rest" The mystic loaf that crowns the board, When, round the table of their Lord, Within a thousand temples... | |
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Brethren, the sower's task is done. The seed is in its winter bed. Now let the dark-brown mould be spread, To hide it from the sun, And leave it to the kindly care Of the still earth and brooding air, As when the mother, from her breast, Lays the hushed... 
