 | American poetry - 1856 - 352 pages
...catch the burning sparks that fly Like the chaff from a threshing floor. HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ;...think of her 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,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1856 - 432 pages
...hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that Hy Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ;...in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, 13S THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rougli hand he wipes A tear... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - English poetry - 1856 - 574 pages
...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 boys ;...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in paradise ! Ho needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And, with his hard, rough hand,... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - American literature - 1856 - 338 pages
...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 boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughters voice Bulging in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pages
...that fly Like chalf from a thrashing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his hoys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his...daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it 5 makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs... | |
 | Handicraft - 1857 - 34 pages
...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 boys ;...must think of her 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,... | |
 | Alfred J. Pairpoint - Canada - 1857 - 360 pages
...the land has produced 100 successive corn-crop* in as many years. VI.—SUNDAY IN WASHINGTON. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys;...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. LONGFELLOW. THE streets and avenues of Washington, on the Sabbath morning, appeared as quiet, orderly,... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - Readers - 1857 - 394 pages
...the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly like chaff from a threshing-floor. 5. He goes on Sunday to the church, and sits among his boys;...the village choir, and it makes his heart rejoice. 6. It sounds to him like her mother's voice singing in paradise ; He needs must think of her once more,... | |
 | Oliver Prescott Hiller - England - 1857 - 388 pages
...in the description of the Blacksmith listening to his daughter singing in the village-choir :— " It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing...think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes." And how excellent the moral of the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - 428 pages
...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 boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his danghter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
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It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. 
