 | Albert Ellery Berg - 1884 - 824 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... | |
 | English language - 1885 - 72 lapas
...The peace of God was in his looks. Three lines of consecutively rhyming verse form a Triplet; as — Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. 22. The leading stanzas are — 1. The Ballad, or Hymn Stanza — a stanza composed of Iambic Heptameters... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1885 - 314 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 blossom many-numbered ; — Age, that bough with... | |
 | Sarah Knowles Bolton - 1887 - 514 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." Whatever Mr. Longfellow wrote was from his heart. When he translated the " Children of the Lord's Supper,"... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1887 - 360 lapas
...thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snores ( 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, the bough with... | |
 | Melville Philips - 1887 - 340 lapas
...— you did ! And do you now ? " I answered her full upon her sweet, red lips. • . • • • " Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June." Since then, the early summer-time has come and gone. My manuscript, as I have told you, has been revised... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1889 - 254 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... | |
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 lapas
...roar? 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. Childhood is the bow where slumber'd Birds and blossoms many-number'd; Age, that bow with snows encumber'd.... | |
 | Grace Townsend - 1891 - 570 lapas
...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. Childhood is the bow where slumber'd Birds and blossoms many-number'd; Age, that bow vrith snows encumber'd.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1893 - 360 lapas
...them child of many prayers ! Life hath quijksands, — 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. 
