 WE bent to-day o'er a coffined form, And our tears fell softly down; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our own to the clay-cold hands. From life's long labor at rest;...  The Dayspring - Page 361879Full view - About this book
 | English poetry - 1869 - 238 pages
...our tears fell softly down ; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...rest ; And among the blossoms white and sweet, We noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | ALPHONSO A. HOPKINS - 1876 - 376 pages
...our tears fell softly down ; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...at rest ; And among the blossoms white and sweet, Wre noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | Christian poetry - 1872 - 400 pages
...oar tears fell softly down; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...rest; And among the blossoms, white and sweet, We noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | Religious poetry - 1872 - 264 pages
...our tears fell softly down ; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...at rest ; And among the blossoms, white and sweet, AVe noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | Religious poetry - 1872 - 262 pages
...aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. 178 RIPE WHEAT. We touched our own to the clay-cold hands, From Life's...rest ; And among the blossoms, white and sweet, We noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | Ellen E. Miles - American poetry - 1878 - 232 pages
...our tears fell softly down ; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our own to the clay-cold hands, From Life's long labour at rest ; And among the blossoms, white and sweet, We noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped... | |
 | Alphonso Alva Hopkins - American poetry - 1879 - 384 pages
...our tears fell softly down ; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...rest ; And among the blossoms white and sweet. We noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - American poetry - 1889 - 536 pages
...our tears fell softly down; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...at rest; And among the blossoms white and sweet, We noted a bunch of golden wheat. Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | American poetry - 1889 - 532 pages
...our tears fell softly down; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...at rest; And among the blossoms white and sweet, We noted a bunch of golden wheat. Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
 | Thomas Edward Potterton - Consolation - 1903 - 178 pages
...our tears fell softly down ; We looked our last on the aged face, With its look of peace, its patient grace, And hair like a silver crown. We touched our...at rest ; And among the blossoms white and sweet We noted a bunch of golden wheat, Clasped close to the silent breast. The blossoms whispered of fadeless... | |
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