| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 pages
...whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hoar his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
| 1843 - 708 pages
...For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ji You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise I He needs must think of her once more,... | |
| 1843 - 678 pages
...For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ¡i You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs most think of her once more,... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 pages
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
| 1843 - 184 pages
...He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, And he hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more How... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 pages
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church. And sits among his...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
| The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction.New Series.VOL.V - 1844 - 440 pages
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly, Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
| William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 pages
...And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and lung ; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How... | |
| William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 pages
...With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening siin is low. M And children, coming home from school, Look in at...village choir, And it makes his heart, rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
| C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 pages
...evening sun is low. And children, coming home from school, Look in at the open door; They love to see a flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch...village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him, like her mother^s voice, Singing — in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more,... | |
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