 Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.  The Fourth Reader - Page 128by William Torrey Harris, Andrew Jackson Rickoff, Mark Bailey - 1878 - 248 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Reading book - 1856 - 352 pages
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Readers - 1856 - 518 pages
...needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begin, E ich evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - English poetry - 1856 - 578 pages
...begun, Eaeh evening sees it elose ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - American literature - 1856 - 338 pages
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pages
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task hegin, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something dona, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | American poetry - 1856 - 352 pages
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.... | |
 | 1857 - 986 pages
...once more, How In the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of hie eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For (he lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge... | |
 | Oliver Prescott Hiller - England - 1857 - 388 pages
...hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes." And how excellent the moral of the next stanza,— " Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose." It is, in truth, this simplicity and truth to nature, this artless description of things in real life,—yet... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - English fiction - 1857 - 332 pages
...hours of solitude. CHAPTER X. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes: Bach morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees It...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. II. W. LONGFELLOW. THE details of the wedding may as well be omitted. As usual on these occasions/... | |
 | Fairleigh - 1857 - 184 pages
...honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close;— Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. LOXGFELLOW. THE summer... | |
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