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" Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours, Weeping upon his bed hath sate, He knows you not, ye heavenly powers. "
Wanderings in Corsica: Its History and Its Heroes - Page 203
by Ferdinand Gregorovius - 1855 - 290 pages
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The Solitudes of Nature and of Man: Or, The Loneliness of Human Life

William Rounseville Alger - 1867 - 420 pages
...time and a responsible pilgrim to eternity. Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours, Weeping upon his bed hath sate, He knows you not, ye heavenly powers. \ One of the most valuable uses of solitude is to prepare us for society. He who studies, when alone,...
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Ethel's romance, Volume 2; Volume 141

Matilda Homersham - 1868 - 306 pages
...bitterly shed, than never to know them at all. " Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed hath sate, He knows you not, ye heavenly powers." Ethel, when she had closed her door and locked it, sat upon the edge of her little white bed and covered...
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Ready, o ready!, or These forty years. By the captain of the 'Cumberland'.

Ready - 1873 - 312 pages
...midnight often before I was aware of it. Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours, Weeping upon his bed hath sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers. Be assured of that, lads. One learns much by sickness. Notably, to value one's blessings; to feel indeed...
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The Harmonium ...

1881 - 476 pages
...has wept at a benefit given or received. Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed hath sate, He knows you not, ye heavenly powers. God, through the voice of nature, calls the mass of men to be happy. He calls a few among them to the...
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The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite ...

1886 - 552 pages
...days that are no more. ALFRED TENNYSON. IO ne'er his bread in sorrow ate — Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed hath sate — He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers. DEAD IX NOVEMBER. >W can it shine so bright, The garish suu That shines upon our dead ! Veiled though...
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Golden Poems by British and American Authors

Francis Fisher Browne - 1906 - 548 pages
...ARNOLB. WHO NE'ER HIS BREAD IN SORROW ATE WHO ne'er his bread in sorrow ate — Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed hath sate — He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers. (From the German of Goethe.) FROM " THE RUBAIYA T OF OMAR KIIA YYAM" COME, fill the cup, and in the...
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