| Robert Pollok Kerr - 1893 - 526 páginas
...How dark this world would be, • If, pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the... | |
| Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - 1893 - 464 páginas
...tear. How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! Tl,c friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown; And l,r who has but tears to give, Must weep those team alone; But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which,... | |
| William Chatterton Coupland - 1895 - 746 páginas
...wounded here, We could not fly to Thee. The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, arc flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep...of woe. When Joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too, Oh, who would... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1895 - 838 páginas
...mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee. The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. fuit alia Romee malrontirum, (fute meant possit edomare mentem, tiisi luffens atque jf/wttirts, fie... | |
| Donald McDonald - 1895 - 256 páginas
...this circumstance when speaking of the only real consolation in sorrow : — ' But thou canst heal the broken heart, Which like the plants that throw Their...the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe.' Both China and Japan harbour many beautifully fragrant flowers placed in their land by bountiful Nature,... | |
| Charles R. Tenney - 1895 - 468 páginas
...world would be If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 But thou wilt heal the broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their...from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. 3 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1895 - 874 páginas
...dry'st the mourner's tear, Bat Thou wilt heal (hat broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Toeir fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness...of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Did not thy Wing of Love Come, brightly... | |
| Charles Mackay - 1896 - 680 páginas
...ten '. How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded hert, We could not fly to Thee. The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter...plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded put, Breathes sweetness out of woe. II. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e en the hope that... | |
| Samuel Austin Allibone - 1896 - 794 páginas
...not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That hath not here its end. JAMES MONTGOMERY. The friends who in our sunshine live When winter comes...has but tears to give Must weep those tears alone. MOORE. For time will come, with all its blights, The ruin'd hope — the friend unkind. MOORE. Alas... | |
| Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 páginas
...tear 1 How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee. The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter...from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. II. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our... | |
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