 Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own! We...  Memorial Services Held in the House of Representatives of the United States ... - Page 14by United States. 78th Cong., 2d sess., 1944. House, United States. Congress House - 1945 - 116 lehteFull view - About this book
 | 1871 - 360 lehte
...balances! Rev. A. WElroy W?li*. ALAS for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth, to flesh and sense unknown, That life is ever lord of death, And love can never lose its own. Whittier.... | |
 | 1911 - 322 lehte
...sees The stars shine through his cypress treœ; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away. Nor looks to sec the breaking day — Across the mournful marbles play Who hath not learned in hours of faith, That Life is ever Lord of Death, . And Love can never lose its own !" — From "Snowboiiml." Who wrote... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 lehte
...somewhere, meet we must. 20 Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, m hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can... | |
 | 1866 - 470 lehte
...sympathize with him, he says: " Alas for him who петег sees The stars shine through his cypress trees, Who hopeless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play !" When he describes the level marshes, " Where merry mowers, hale and strong, Swept scythe on scythe,... | |
 | 1866 - 450 lehte
...Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who hopeless lays his head away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned in hour of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever Lord of death And Love can never... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 372 lehte
...somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own 1 ANALYSIS... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 386 lehte
...somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own ! ANALYSIS... | |
 | 1867 - 978 lehte
...the loved ones in eternity. " Alas for him who never sees The stars ehlne through his cypress treel ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles p*ay ! Who hath not learned in hours of Faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown. That Life is ever... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 76 lehte
...somewhere, meet we must. . Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own ! We sped... | |
 | 1868 - 594 lehte
...somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas ! for him who never sees The stars shine through his cyprc=s trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...Who hath not learned in hours of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And love can never lose its own ! JOHN G.... | |
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