 | 1858 - 862 lapas
...preaching, or any former generation of the past. TUB LIGHT ON THE HEARTH.— PAET IlL CHAPTER X. ' Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon. May glides onward into June." "LiKE the swell of some sweet tune," like the rising of rich melody, is the progress of young life,... | |
 | 468 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands — Life hath enaros ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough where slumber'd Birds and blossoms many-number'd ; — Age, that bough witb... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 lapas
...of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! « Care and age come unawares ! 1 4 Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. % • Childhood is the bough, where slumbered , Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; — Age, that bough... | |
 | 1842 - 818 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Can- and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the hough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; Age, that bough, with snows... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
 | 1846 - 308 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands — Lite hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
 | 1847 - 540 lapas
...stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. HW LONGFELLOW. 8. Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. HW LONGFELLOW. 9. Time, the tomb-builder, holds his fierce career, Dark, stern, and pitiless, and pauses... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered Birds and blossoms many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
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O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. 
