 We turn the pages that they read, Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun they cast no shade, No voice is heard, no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor!  The Spiritual Magazine - Pagina 5681868Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | W. C. Smith - 1913 - 194 pagina’s
...feet have worn, We sit beneath their orchard trees, We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn; We turn the pages that they read,...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! — Snow-Bound. The healing of his seamless dress Is by our beds of pain ; We touch Him in life 's... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier, Lucy Adella Sloan - 1913 - 100 pagina’s
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn; We turn the pages that they read, 195 Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...conscious floor! Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust 200 (Since He who knows our need is just), That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who... | |
 | 1914 - 442 pagina’s
...beneath their orchard trees, We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn; 195 We turn the pages that they read, Their written words...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! 200 Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust (Since He who knows our need is just), That somehow,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1898 - 142 pagina’s
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn; We turn the pages that they read, 195 Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...conscious floor ! Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust 200 (Since He who knows our need is just) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. "Alas for him who... | |
 | 1917 - 578 pagina’s
...feet have worn, We sit beneath their orchard trees, We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages that they read,...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor !" But along with the unspeakable sadness which comes with the knowledge that the voice is stilled... | |
 | Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1918 - 432 pagina’s
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages that they read, 10 Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...conscious floor ! Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust 15 (Since He who knows our need is just) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never... | |
 | Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1918 - 432 pagina’s
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages that they read, 10 Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...conscious floor ! Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust !5 (Since He who knows our need is just) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never... | |
 | Franklin Benjamin Dyer, Mary J. Brady - 1918 - 424 pagina’s
...feet have worn, We sit beneath their orchard trees, We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages that they read, Their written words we linger o'er, "WE SAT THE CLEAN-WINGED HEARTH ABOUT" But hi the sun they cast no shade, No voice is heard, no sign... | |
 | 1919 - 966 pagina’s
...hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the hladed corn; We turn the pages that they read, '95 Their written words we linger o'er, But in the sun...floor ! Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust, 20 ° (Since He who knows our need is just) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who... | |
 | Maitland Armstrong - 1920 - 356 pagina’s
...CHAPTER III MY BROTHERS "We sit beneath the orchard trees, We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn; We turn the pages that they read,...shade, No voice is heard, no sign is made, No step upon the unconscious floor." — WHITTIER. One summer when I was about fourteen my mother blew off... | |
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