 | 1847 - 390 halaman
...till day-light gleam again? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead? Who writhe iu throes of mortal pain ? Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...thought. These struggling tides of life that seem Iu wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream, That rolls to its predestined... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - 1843 - 632 halaman
...they reach the door Where one who made their dwelling dear, Its flower, its light, U seen no more. ' Each, where his tasks or pleasures call, They pass, and heed each other nut; There is who heeds, who holds them all, , In his large love and boundless thought. * These struggling... | |
 | William Russell - 1846 - 420 halaman
...dance till daylight gleam again 1 Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of pain 1 Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...flaunt amid the throng, Shall hide in dens of shame to night. Each, where his task or pleasures call, They pass and heed each other not. — There is who... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 520 halaman
...till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...thought. These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end. i... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 390 halaman
...till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...thought. These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end. THE... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1849 - 384 halaman
...till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...pleasures call, They pass, and heed each other not. aaa There is who heeds, who holds them all, In his large love and boundless thought. These struggling... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 380 halaman
...till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...thought. These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end. THE... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 halaman
...till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold...pleasures call, They pass, and heed each other not. « aa There is who heeds, who holds them all, In his large love and boundless thought. These struggling... | |
 | Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo - 1853 - 346 halaman
...sympathetically all the variety of destiny that awaits the passions that sway the passers-by — " Each, where his tasks or pleasures call, They pass,...thought. " These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the miglity stream That rolls to its predestined end."... | |
 | William Russell - 1853 - 432 halaman
...till daylight gleam again ? • Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of pain ? 35 Some, famine-struck, shall think how long The cold dark hours, how slow the light 1 And some, who flaunt amid the throng, Shall hide in dens of shame to night. Each, where his task... | |
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Each, where his tasks or pleasures call, They pass, and heed each other not. There is who heeds, who holds them all, In his large love and boundless thought. These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the... 
