Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou art lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth... The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems - Page 22by Joseph Rodman Drake - 1835 - 84 pagesFull view - About this book
| Henry Van Dyke - American poetry - 1907 - 272 pages
...above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused...should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth; 104 And I, who woke each morrow To clasp thy hand in mine, Who shared thy joy and sorrow, Whose weal... | |
| George A. Donnelly - Postal service - 1908 - 866 pages
...California, we can not refrain from saying with FitzGreene Halleck: When hearts, whose love for us was proven, Like thine, are laid In earth There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth. Sic tibi terra levls, dear brother, and might thine family In her bereavement find consolation In your... | |
| 1910 - 650 pages
...to give him up. StiM and pulseless now is his heart; and nerveless are his hands, — cold in death! "When hearts whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth; Then should a wreath be woven, To tell the world their worth." Of a family of 13, but three now are... | |
| Charles Sumner Nutter, Wilbur Fisk Tillett - Hymn writers - 1911 - 630 pages
...above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise. Tears fell when thou wert dying From eyes unused to...where thou art lying Will tears the cold turf steep. 1,33 CM •THOU art the Way : — to thee alone A From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the... | |
| Mary Edwards Calhoun, Emma Leonora MacAlarney - American literature - 1915 - 670 pages
...above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused...are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven And I who woke each morrow To clasp thy hand in mine, Who shared thy joy and sorrow, Whose weal and... | |
| Roy Bennett Pace - American literature - 1915 - 680 pages
...above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. 5 Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused...cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, 10 Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth ; And... | |
| Margaret Sprague Carhart - American poetry - 1917 - 532 pages
...None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, 5 From eyes unused to weep, And long where thou art...whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, 10 There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth ; And I, who woke each morrow To clasp... | |
| Fire Underwriters' Association of the Northwest - Fire insurance - 1918 - 278 pages
...who had the good fortune to know him, and we can say, with Hallcck : — " When hearts, whose worth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should...a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth." Your committee recommends that this memorial be spread upon the minutes of this Association and that... | |
| Percy Holmes Boynton, Howard Mumford Jones, George Sherburn, Frank Martindale Webster - American poetry - 1918 - 748 pages
...but to praise. Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou are lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts,...whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, lo There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth ; And I who woke each morrow To clasp... | |
| Percy Holmes Boynton - American poetry - 1918 - 746 pages
...WORDSWORTH. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou are lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid... | |
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