 Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, • •*" •, That Life is ever lord of Death, ^ j^* And Love can never...  Body and Spirit– An Inquiry Into the Subconscious ... - 273 psl.autoriai: John Duncan Quackenbos - 1916 - 279 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
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 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 psl.
...somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars ahine through his cypress trees ; Who hath not learned in hours of faith, The truth...and sense unknown, That life is ever Lord of death, THE DROWNED AT SEA. Never bronze or «lab of stone May their sepulchre denote; O'er their burial-place... | |
 | 1911 - 322 psl.
...size to suit the convenance of the teacher and "fit" the pictures selected. JX) YOU SEE THE STARS? "Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress treœ; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away. Nor looks to sec the breaking day — Across the mournful... | |
 | 1866 - 808 psl.
...sainthood of suffering, still ever is pressing on with tuneful courage. Hear him singing, " Who harh not learned in hours of faith The truth, to flesh...unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love f^" never lose its own ? " Named among the valiant, yet more sad than heroic, was poor Heine on his... | |
 | 1866 - 470 psl.
...family, in which alas! we can too readily sympathize with him, he says: " Alas for him who петег sees The stars shine through his cypress trees, Who...the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play !" When he describes the level marshes, " Where merry mowers, hale and strong, Swept scythe on scythe,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 psl.
...somewhere, meet we must. 20 Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, m hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can... | |
 | 1866 - 450 psl.
...one's blessing went, With thee beneath the low green tent, Whose curtain never outward swings. • Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who hopeless lays his head away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned... | |
 | 1866 - 950 psl.
...the vanishing away of his family, in which alas! ve can too readily sympathize with him, he says: " Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees, Vhf> Impélese lays Ыв dead away, Nrr looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play... | |
 | 1867 - 978 psl.
...competency, we may Lu content and thankful ! — Izaak Walton. IMMOETALITT. " Alas for him who never seen The stars shine through his cypress trees ; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to ffc the breaking day Across the mournful n:arbles piny ; Who hath not teamed, In hours of faith, The... | |
 | 1868 - 1048 psl.
...which tells us that the most natural wants of our souls shall be met — shall be answered ? " V\ no hath 'not learned in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and iwnse nnknown : That life is eTer Lord of death, And LOTO will never lose its own ! " May we ever hear... | |
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