 | 1851 - Страниц: 786
...world, she to her nest." Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everythiug is upward striving ; *Tis as easy now for the heart...the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clonds nave fled? lu the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the tears they have... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1849 - Страниц: 544
...contents of the book to our pages ; as it is, our readers must be content with a very brief specimen. " Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Every thing...true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue, — 'T is the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clouds have fled * In the unscarred heaven... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - Страниц: 276
...grief goes, we know not how ; Every thing is happy now, Every thing is upward striving ; • 'T is as easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue, — 'T is the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven... | |
 | 1851 - Страниц: 608
...comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward striving; .' Tie as easy now for the heart to be true As for grass...living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In ihe unscarrcd heaven they leave no wake ; And tiie eyes forget the tears they have shed, And Ihe heart... | |
 | 1851 - Страниц: 792
...world, she to her neat." Joy comes, grief gocs, we know not how ; Everything u happy now, Everything is upward striving ; Tis as easy now for the heart...the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clonds n«ve fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they... | |
 | 1851 - Страниц: 856
...world, ¡she to her neat." Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward striving ; Tis as easy now for the heart...true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue, — lis the natural way of living : Sir Launfal proceeds in search of the Holy Grail ; but he finds... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1856 - Страниц: 418
...we must be in the vein of poesy now, one might have had the feeling of another when he says, — " Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Every thing...skies to be blue — 'Tis the natural way of living." But who are these friends supposed to be ? Why, as for that, reader, you must know that the real is... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 432
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 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1859 - Страниц: 876
...how clear bold chanticleer, Warmed with the new wind of the year, Tells all in his lusty crowing. 652 "Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Every thing...as easy now for the heart to be true, As for grass lo be green, or skies to be blue, 'Tis the natural way of living." • CHAPTER LXXI. GREENHOUSE, CONSERVATORY,... | |
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Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward striving ; 'Tis as easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue, — 'T is the natural way of living. 
