 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1854 - 304 pages
...does not charm him away. Indeed he loves flowers, for has not a dainty Singer declared that he reaps " The bearded grain at a breath, And the FLOWERS that grow between f" There's a house down in the valley — you can see it from my window — where, when they numbered... | |
 | Mary Alicia Taylor - 1854 - 410 pages
...dining-room. CHAPTER IX. " There is a reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between." LADY HETHERINGTON had changed her intention of going, as she had proposed, that day to Summerfield,... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1854 - 296 pages
...does not charm him away. Indeed he loves flowers, for has not a dainty Singer declared that he reaps " The bearded grain at a breath, And the FLOWERS that grow between ?" There's a house down in the valley—you can see it from my window—where, when they numbered their... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pages
...FLOWERS. — Longfellow. THERE is a reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that...bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweer; to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 472 pages
...REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that...?" saith he ; " Have nought but the bearded grain 1 Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at... | |
 | James Madison MacDonald - 1855 - 396 pages
...Death. " ' Shall I have naught that is fair,' saith he ; ' Have naught but the bearded grain ?' He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between."* O, it is a delightful thought, that the blood of Jesus Christ sets them free from the only sentence... | |
 | 1855 - 560 pages
...T. JEFFERSON BOWIE. THE There is a Reaper, whote name is Death, And with his sickle keen, lie reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. THERE is a Critic, whose name is Truth, And with his pen so shrewd, lie slays our authors with scanty... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 pages
...lightsome heart and eager hand. There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And with his siekle keen, le reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. Lnngfеllme s Poems 37g REASON. He that is of reason's skill bereft, And wants the staff of wisdom... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1855 - 440 pages
...THE FLOWERS. By LONGFELLOW. THERE is a reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." " Shall I have... | |
 | Fanny Fern - 1855 - 348 pages
...flower. Listen to the chant ! : There is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath ; And the flowers that grow between. ' He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He raised their drooping leaves, It was for the Lord of... | |
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I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again. 
