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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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Garden Walks with the Poets

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 pages
...there. sifo Longfellow. rTHERE 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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Poems, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 504 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...Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of...
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McGuffey's Newly Revised Rhetorical Guide: Or, Fifth Reader of the Eclectic ...

William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 pages
...grow between. 2. " Shall I have naught that is fair? " saith he; " Have naught but the bearded grain 1 Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." 3. He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kiss'd their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord...
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Erin's hope, the Irish Church missions' juvenile magazine

Society for Irish church missions - 1858 - 202 pages
...what they are. 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. He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, And kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of...
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A cyclopædia of poetical quotations, arranged by H.G. Adams

Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 pages
...and eager hand. Pringle. 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. Longfelloie. I love, I love to see Bright steel gleam through the land; 'Tis a goodly sight, but it...
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Sacred Poetry

1854 - 268 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...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 their sheaves. "My...
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The Three Days of Wensleydale: The Valley of the Yore

William Gideon Michael Jones Barker - 1854 - 366 pages
...so frequently to fall. " 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 nought that is fair ?' said he; ' Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,...
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The Sunday at Home, Volume 43

1896 - 858 pages
...some's King Pippins, that's like little Lady Lilian, all so fine and rosy for dessert." CHAPTER II. " Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." SPRISG was coming round once again, and the little Mays had almost forgotten the Christmas that had...
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The Three Days of Wensleydale: The Valley of the Yore

William Gideon Michael Jones Barker - 1854 - 380 pages
...fall. " There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded gram at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. ' Shall I have nought that is fair ?' said he; ' Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

1854 - 456 pages
...name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers tudt grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair ? " saith he ; " Have nought but th» bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again."...
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