 I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west- winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun.  Relics - Fragments of a Life - Pagina 108door Agnes Fraser - 1894Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...who pass above him Lament their triumph and his loss, Like her, — because they love him. MT PSALU. I MOURN no more my vanished years: Beneath a tender...rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west-winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | 1867 - 740 pagina’s
...simple divine abiding in the present is beautifully expressed in the opening gtanaasof'My Psalm." " I mourn no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is yonng again. " The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams ran ; The windows of... | |
 | 1879 - 474 pagina’s
...Him. 3. We give ourselves to Him. 4. We give ours, both the dispensed and retained, to Him. My Psalm. I mourn no more my vanished years ; Beneath a tender...rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | 1868 - 756 pagina’s
...present is beautifully expressed in the opening stanzas of "My Psalm." " I mourn no more my vaniihed years: Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again, " The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul 1 throw... | |
 | 1859 - 802 pagina’s
...they give the name of tribe. In the tribe, each makes the coffee and arranges the camp, etc. MT PSALM. I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | Norman Macleod - 1859 - 564 pagina’s
...employed by the good shepherd in the discharge of his office. MY PSALM. I HOURS no more my vanish' d years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows 'if my soul I throw... | |
 | Caroline Snowden Guild - 1860 - 366 pagina’s
...the martyrdom to-day, Brings victory to-morrow. Gerald Majfey. MY PSALM. I MOURN no more my vanifhed years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The weft winds blow, and, finging low, I hear the glad ftreams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | Harriet Sanborn Grosvenor - 1860 - 414 pagina’s
...early home. CHAPTER XI. SHADE AND SUNLIGHT. " I mourn no more my vanished years ; Beneath a gentle rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. " I feel once more the south winds blow, I see the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | 1863 - 220 pagina’s
...— O bounding breeze, O rushing seas, At last, at last, unite them there ! 156 My Psalm. MY PSALM. MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | Lydia Maria Child - 1865 - 478 pagina’s
...him, and conjecture those times by so good a relic. — BISHOP EARLE. MY PSALM. BY JOHN G. WHITTIER. I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...of smiles and tears, — My heart is young again. The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
| |
