 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, no That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own!...  Evangeline, a Tale of Acadie - Page 8by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1896 - 102 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1911 - 322 pages
...selected. DO YOU SEE THE STARS? "Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...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 "Snowbound." Who wrote... | |
 | Josiah K. Waite - 1866 - 88 pages
...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...hours of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own ! WHITTIEK. MEMORIAL. ABBIE COGSWELL... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 pages
...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, jn hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 374 pages
...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...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 OF SELECTION V. Is this... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 386 pages
...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...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 OF SELECTION V. Is this... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 372 pages
...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...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 OF SELECTION V. Is this... | |
 | 1867 - 894 pages
...author " A weird palimpsest," and he sees the life beneath the monotonous and obscuring snow wreath :— 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 ! There is rich felicity of description... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 76 pages
...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...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 the time with stories old,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 72 pages
...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...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 We sped the time with stories old,... | |
 | 1868 - 592 pages
...somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas 1 for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...hours of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And love can never lose its own I JOHN G. War PREDICTIVE DREAMS. To... | |
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