 It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.  The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 第37页作者：Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 644 页全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | 1844 - 454 页
...Aid hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly, Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he... | |
 | 1840 - 576 页
...the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his neart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | 1840 - 566 页
...the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter s voice, Singing in the village choir. And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like... | |
 | 1841 - 744 页
...the naming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in her grave she lies, And with his hard, rough hand he... | |
 | 1842 - 610 页
...the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard rough hand he... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 页
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 页
...And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs mnst think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 页
...cateh the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the chureh, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he... | |
 | John Keese - 1842 - 336 页
...the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. 37 It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 页
...the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar. And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church,...to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he... | |
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