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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. "
American Monthly Knickerbocker - Page 11
1839
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Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 810 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...drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth...
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Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 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...again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kiss'd their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My lord...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 432 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...grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to nie, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping...
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The way home [by M.F. Barbour].

Margaret Fraser Barbour - 1856 - 406 pages
...Jflofotrs. (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. " Shall I have naught that Is fair V saith he; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Tho' the breath of these flowers...
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Sketches of My School-mates

Helen P. Warner - 1856 - 132 pages
...these words : "THE REAPER. " 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. " Shall I have naught that is fair ? saith he, Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers...
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Select specimens of English poetry

Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pages
...I have nought that is fair ?" saith he ; " Have nought hut the hearded grain ? " Though the hreath of these flowers is sweet to me, " I will give them all hack again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - 428 pages
...REAPER AND THE FLOWKKS. THKRE is a Koa]».'r, whose name is Dc.-ith, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that...between. "Shall I have nought that is fair?" saith ho; " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will...
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The Early Dead; Or, Transplanted Flowers: A Collection of Thoughts ...

1857 - 222 pages
...THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. There is a reaper whose name is Death, And, with a sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have naught that is fair?" saith he, " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers...
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The Early Called: a Gift for Bereaved Parents

Rev. William Henry Lewis - 1857 - 100 pages
...THE 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 grow between. ' Shall I have naught that is fair," saith he— " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these...
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McGuffey's New Sixth Eclectic Reader: Exercises in Rhetorical Reading, with ...

William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 pages
...FLOWERS. FROM LONGFELLOW. 1. 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. 2. " Shall I have naught that is fair? " saith he ; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the...
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