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" It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life... "
The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine - Page 419
1840
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The children's harp, or, Select poetry for the young

Children - 1859
...lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear from out his eyes. Toiling, — rej oicing, — sorrowing, — Onward through life he goes ; Each...it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earn'da night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught !...
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Against wind and tide, by Holme Lee, Volume 3

Harriet Parr - 1859
...Good-bye," and obeyed. They had never parted so coldly before. CHAPTER THE SIXTH. FROM DAY TO DAY. " TOILING, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose."...
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A Third[-fourth] Class Reader

George Stillman Hillard - 1859
...once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....
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Heroes of the Laboratory and the Workshop

Cecilia Lucy Brightwell - 1859 - 222 pages
...JABKlNGnr.N STPHKli M.'W TOItiv: 66, \\AI-K1iIl •'. 185». AND THE WORKSHOP. BY CL BEIGHTWELL. •' Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose."...
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A selection of poetry; by H. Marriott

Harvey Marriott - 1859
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....
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Friends Intelligencer, Volume 15

1859
...of the mothers of our land. From The Christian Ob»rrer. GILBERT HUNT. BY PHILIP BARRETT. Toiline, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done. Has earned a night's repose....
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Poems, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1860
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge...
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Poems, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1860
...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge...
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The Bobbin Boy, Or, How Nat Got His Learning: An Example for Youth

William M. Thayer - 1860 - 310 pages
...beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun was low. »«»»»» " Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. " Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge...
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A Book of Favourite Modern Ballads

Book - 1860 - 167 pages
...ouce more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard 11 ntgh hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...Each morning sees some task begin. Each evening sees its close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earn'da night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee,...
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