...And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling,—rej oicing,—sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought! NOTES.—HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW, the most popular of American poets, was born in Maine, 1807. His...

...morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, lias earned a night's repose. " Thanks, thanks to thee,...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought." * Now walk half the width of the de"pot, and stop at its northwest corner. That pile of solid masonry...

...fell asleep," April 28th, 1851, aged sixty years. "Toiling— rejoicing— sorrowing, Onward thvough life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought," Would that men of hammer-and-hand, in mines and forges, and masters as well, would make the choice...

...eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted,...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! LONGFELLOW. THE SCEPTIC RECLAIMED. iiy the late Dr. Salt, with his Epitaph written by himself. THERE...

...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,...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought! ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars ; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape...

...They love to see th*e flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars ; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape...

...voiee, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoiee. He needs must think of her onee more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard,...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The...

...beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun was low. »«»»»» " Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! " But to return. For some time Nat's attention had been directed to political subjects, and he had...

...rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees its close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. THE WRECK. 3firs. Mmm. ALL night the booming minute-gun Had pealed along the deep ; And mournfully...

...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,...sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars ; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape...