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" We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. "
Select specimens of English poetry - الصفحة 281
بواسطة Edward Hughes - 1856
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincercst laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures...

Sacred Poetry

1854 - عدد الصفحات: 268
...comprehends his trust, and to the same Keeps faithful, with a singleness of aim. We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. SHELLEY. AOE. Rightly it is said That man descends into the vale of years ; Yet...

The Tent and the Altar: Or, Sketches from Patriarchial Life

John Cumming - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...hopefully to do so, for Christ's sake. CHAPTER XVI. • THE SCHOOL OF EXPERIENCE. " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought." " For I have learned by experience that the Lord hath blessed me for thy sake."...

Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...

Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those which toll of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things...

Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...

Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 592
...what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. Better than all measures Of...

Recollections of a Literary Life

Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 580
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream! We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures...

Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep We look before and after. And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near« Better than all measures...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 510
...ff han we mortals dream ; Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...Than we mortals dream ; Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ..' We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things burn Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures...

The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, and pine for what is not : our sin' cerest laughter with some pain is fraught; our sweetest songs...scorn hate, and pride, and fear; if we were things born iiot to shed a tear; I know not how thy joys we ever should come near. Better than all measures...




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