 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 lehte
...cateh the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the chureh, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | 1843 - 708 lehte
...evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar. And catch...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise I He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 lehte
...evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 lehte
...evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | 1843 - 678 lehte
...evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar. And catch...makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs most think of her once more, How in the grave she lies... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 lehte
...And hear 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...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | 1843 - 184 lehte
...flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from the threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, And he hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It... | |
 | The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction.New Series.VOL.V - 1844 - 440 lehte
...And hear 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...makes his heart rejoice. 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 lehte
...And hear 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...makes his heart rejoice. 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;... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 lehte
...sun is low. And children, coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch...makes his heart rejoice. 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;... | |
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And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 
