Poems, Volume 1Ticknor, Reed and Fields, 1852 |
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... teachings . He shall so hear the solemn hymn , that Death Has lifted up for all , that he shall go To his long resting - place without a tear . WOODS IN WINTER . WHEN winter winds are piercing chill 38 EARLIER POEMS .
... teachings . He shall so hear the solemn hymn , that Death Has lifted up for all , that he shall go To his long resting - place without a tear . WOODS IN WINTER . WHEN winter winds are piercing chill 38 EARLIER POEMS .
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Chill airs and wintry winds ! my ear Has grown familiar with your song ; I hear it in the opening year , - I listen , and it cheers me long HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM , AT THE WOODS IN WINTER . 41.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Chill airs and wintry winds ! my ear Has grown familiar with your song ; I hear it in the opening year , - I listen , and it cheers me long HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM , AT THE WOODS IN WINTER . 41.
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... Lead me to mercy's ever - flowing fountains ; For thou my shepherd , guard , and guide shalt be ; I will obey thy voice , and wait to see Thy feet all beautiful upon the mountains . Hear , Shepherd ! -thou who for thy flock art 89 59 ...
... Lead me to mercy's ever - flowing fountains ; For thou my shepherd , guard , and guide shalt be ; I will obey thy voice , and wait to see Thy feet all beautiful upon the mountains . Hear , Shepherd ! -thou who for thy flock art 89 59 ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Hear , Shepherd ! -thou who for thy flock art dying , O , wash away these scarlet sins , for thou Rejoicest at the contrite sinner's vow . O , wait ! to thee my weary soul is crying , - – Wait for me ! -Yet ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Hear , Shepherd ! -thou who for thy flock art dying , O , wash away these scarlet sins , for thou Rejoicest at the contrite sinner's vow . O , wait ! to thee my weary soul is crying , - – Wait for me ! -Yet ...
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... hear the sound of my voice . " Who neither may rest , nor listen may , God bless them every one ! I dart away , in the bright blue day , And the golden fields of the sun . " Thus do I sing my weary song , Wherever the four winds blow ...
... hear the sound of my voice . " Who neither may rest , nor listen may , God bless them every one ! I dart away , in the bright blue day , And the golden fields of the sun . " Thus do I sing my weary song , Wherever the four winds blow ...
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