 It might have been.' Alas for maiden, alas for Judge, For rich repiner and household drudge ! God pity them both ! and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these :  Putnam's Monthly - Page 271857Full view - About this book
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...and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongne or pen, The saddest are these : " It might have been ! ' Ah, well...hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away ! NEW CAJÏNOÎÎ. — We understand that the new cannon invented by Dr. Church, and patented by that... | |
 | Robert Bailey Thomas - Almanacs, American - 1860 - 628 pages
...11 a 537 6 4 feet 031 7 6 30 SU 7 8 429 921 556 11 9 632 7 0 h'd 136 751 NOVEMBER hath 30 days. 1862 Ah ! well for us all some sweet hope lies Deeply buried...And, in the hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from the grave away. Aspects, Holidays, Events, Weather, &c. Farmer's Calendar. llSa. 2| E. ЗМо 4 Tu.... | |
 | David W. Bartlett, D. W. (David W. ). Bartlett - Biography & Autobiography - 1855 - 408 pages
...youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these: " It might have been 1 n Ah! well for us all, some sweet hope lies Deeply buried...hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away. The clear, bright morning, the burning noon, the still, calm evening, the rocky mountains of New England,... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - Reformers - 1855 - 440 pages
...and pen, The saddest are these : " It might have been I " Ah ! well for us all, some sweet hope lie* Deeply buried from human eyes; And, in the hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away. The clear, bright morning, the burning noon, the still, calm evening, the rocky mountains of New England,... | |
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...and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen. The saddest are these : " It might have been !" Ah, well...hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away ! ANOTHKB hand is beckoning us, Another call is given ; And glows once more with Angel-steps The path... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 644 pages
...youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been !" All, well ! for us all some sweet hope lies Deeply buried...hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away ! GONE. ANOTHER hand is beckoning us, Another call is given ; And glows once more with Angel-steps... | |
 | 1858 - 882 pages
...rode that day, Ah, well! for us all some sweet hope lies Where the barefoot maiden raked her hay." Deeply buried from human eyes; And, in the hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away ! THE HUSBAND'S AND WIFE'S GliAVE. RICHARD HENRY DANA. HCSBAXD and wife! No converse now ye hold, Are... | |
 | Louise Chandler Moulton - American literature - 1859 - 450 pages
...! and pity us all Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these : "It might have been ! " Ah well...hereafter, angels may Roll the stone from its grave away ! WHITTIER. THE MIST OVER THE VALLEY, Tl /TY wife was dead. I had never loved her — I may IVJ. as... | |
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...! and pity us all Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these : '"It might have been !" Ah well...from human eyes ; And, in the hereafter, angels may Koll the stone from its grave away ! WHITTIEK. THE MIST OVER THE VALLEY. Tl /TY wife was dead. I had... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1859 - 812 pages
...and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: " It might have been!" Ah, well ! for us all some sweet hope lie* Deeply buried from human eyes ; And, in the hereafter, angels may Boll the Btone from its grave... | |
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