 | Robert Demaus - 1860 - 296 str.
...Sunday to the church, And sits among the boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach, And hears hia daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And...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... | |
 | 1914 - 1240 str.
...Or, have you not seen a father, who like Longfellow's Village Blacksmith— "He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys. He hears the parson...the village choir, And it makes his hear.t rejoice." Yes. the singing is truly a powerful factor to draw not only the parents and neighbors but the stranger... | |
 | Robert F. Wiseman - 1995 - 316 str.
...roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys: He hears the parson...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... | |
 | Richard Selzer - 1976 - 232 str.
...church with his sons, hears his daughter's voice in the choir, and "needs must think of her mother once more, / How in the grave she lies; /And with his hard rough hand he wipes / A tear out of his eyes." Twenty lumps gathered as one in twenty throats as we surrendered our hearts.... | |
 | 1982 - 348 str.
...And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from the threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1572 str.
...length. She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. work universally appreciable. I should be carried...need of demonstration — the point, I mean, that A tear out of his eyes. Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its... | |
 | Donald Hall - 1985 - 266 str.
...flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson...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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1988 - 442 str.
...roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson...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... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 str.
...roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson...grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.2 Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted,... | |
 | William J. Bennett - 1997 - 392 str.
...roar; And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys; He hears the parson...voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his hear rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of... | |
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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. 
