 But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued, Through that long, dark night of sorrow, worn and faint and lacking food. Over weak and suffering brothers, with a tender care they hung, And the dying foeman blessed them in a strange and Northern...  National Lyrics - Page 58by John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 104 pagesFull view - About this book
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1861 - 340 pages
...twilight, wide apart the battle rolled, In its sheath the sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued,...in a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, oh Father ! is this evil world of ours; Upward, through its blood and ashes, spring afresh the Eden... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 528 pages
...twilight, wide apart the battle rolled, In its sheath the sabre rested, and the canuon's lips grew cold. But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued,...in a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, O Father ! is this evil world of ours ; Upward, through its blood and ashes, spring afresh the Eden... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1867 - 432 pages
...twilight, wide apart the battle rolled, In its sheath the sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued,...in a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, oh Father ! is this evil world of ours; Upward, through its blood and ashes., spring afresh From its... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - 1870 - 422 pages
...twilight, wide apart the battle rolled, In its sheath the sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. Over weak and suffering brothers with a tender care...in a strange and northern tongue. Not wholly lost, O Father ! is this evil world of ours ; Upward, through its blood and ashes, spring afresh its Eden... | |
 | 1871 - 320 pages
...thou Christ of God, forgive ! " Sink, O Night, among thy mountains ! let the cool, gray shadows fall ; But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued,...in a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, O Father ! is this evil world of ours ; Upward, through its blood and ashes, spring afresh the Eden... | |
 | Angela Gillespie, Member of the Order of the Holy Cross - 1871 - 664 pages
...wide apart tho battle rolled ; In its sheath the sabre rested, and the canuon's lips grew cold XVI. But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued, Through that long, dark night of sorrow, worn faint and lacking food : Over weak and suffering brothers with a tender care they hung, And the dying... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1871 - 506 pages
...cannon's lips grew cold. Bnt the nohle Mexic women still their holy task porsned. Throngh that lone, dark night of sorrow, worn and faint and lacking food Over weak and snffering hrothers, with a tender care they hnng. Not whollv lost, O Father ! is this evil world of... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 pages
...twilight, wide apart the battle rolled : In its sheath the saber rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued...foeman blessed them in a strange and Northern tongue. THE BAREFOOT BOY. BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ; With thy turned-up... | |
 | Albert M. Bacon - 1872 - 294 pages
...cannon's lips grew cold. d.°. dop But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued, d' °' Through that long, dark night of sorrow, worn, and faint, and lacking food ; di Over weak and suffering brothers with a tender care they hung, h' °' p' And the dying foeman... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 420 pages
...twilight, wide apart the battle rolled, In its sheath the sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued,...in a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, O Father ! is this evil world of ours ; Upward, through its blood and ashes, spring afresh the Eden... | |
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