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" 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 568
1868
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John Greenleaf Whittier's Poetry: An Appraisal and a Selection

Robert Penn Warren - 1971 - 222 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,...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...
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History of Licking County, O., Its Past and Present: Containing a Condensed ...

Norman Newell Hill (Jr.) - 1881 - 840 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. "— Wliittiur. '"PHE history of any territory would be incomL píete without some notice of the pioneer...
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The New Anthology of American Poetry: Traditions and Revolutions, Beginnings ...

Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 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, 17. Crouching or lying. 1883). This address to the family's only other sur18. Fitting, appropriate....
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Proceedings

Knights Templar (Masonic order). Grand Commandery (Mich.) - 1904 - 256 pagina’s
...PALIS ISAAC S. SHERWOOD ABRAM L. HART WILLIAM E. SYMS Escanaba, No. 47. CORNELIUS PALMER GEO. T BURNS " We turn the pages that they read, Their written words...floor ! Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust, (Sii.ce He who knov> our need is just), That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never...
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Analytical Fifth Reader: Containing an Introductory Article on the General ...

Richard Edwards - 1867 - 368 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 ! 6. Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow,...
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Snow-bound, Among the Hills, Songs of Labor, and Other Poems: With ...

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1898 - 132 pagina’s
...beneath their orchard trees, We hear, like them, the hum of bees And rustle of the bladed corn ; IN We turn the pages that they read, Their written words...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! too Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust (Since He who knows our need is just) That somehow,...
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Proceedings of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, Volume 28

1893 - 704 pagina’s
...to deem cider spirituous. " Snow-Bound " notable. Take this reference to those that are no more: " We turn the pages that they read, Their written words...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor! " Or again, take this couplet about the maiden aunt, so familiar a figure in New England households...
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... The American Educational Readers: First[-fifth] Reader, Volume 5

1873 - 342 pagina’s
...orchard-trees ; We hear, like them, the hum of bees, And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages which they read ; Their written words we linger o'er : But...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! v'w' ' That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. -•••:. •_' • . ' --??" Alas for him who never...
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The American Educational Readers: Fifth Reader : Arranged and Graded for the ...

1873 - 350 pagina’s
...orchard-trees ; We hear, like them, the hum of bees, And rustle of the bladed corn ; We turn the pages which they read ; Their written words we linger o'er : But...no sign is made, No step is on the conscious floor ! That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees...
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