 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
 | Jacob W. Shoemaker - 1881 - 220 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... | |
 | Mara Louise Pratt-Chadwick - 1890 - 168 pages
...sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But the holy Mexic women still their holy task purt-ued, Through that long, dark night of sorrow, worn and...foeman blessed them in a strange and Northern tongue. THE MARTYR OF MONTEREY. The strife was stem at Monterey, When those high towers were lost and won ;... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1892 - 510 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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1892 - 490 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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1892 - 584 pages
...wide apart the battle rolled, In its sheath the sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But tho noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued, Through...long, dark night of sorrow, worn and faint and lacking fowl. Over weak and suffering brothers, with a tender care they hung, And the dying foeman blessed... | |
 | JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER - 1892 - 558 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, Through that lone, dark night of sorrow, worn and faint and lacking food. Over weak and suffering brothers, with... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier, Nathan Haskell Dole - 1893 - 382 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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1893 - 416 pages
...demons, drop thy curtain over all ! 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 the Eden... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1893 - 428 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 the Eden... | |
 | Albert M. Bacon - 1893 - 284 pages
...and faint, and lacking food ; dl Over weak and suffering brothers with a tender care they hung, hop And the dying foeman blessed them in a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, O Father ! is this evil world of ours ; af Upward, through its blood and ashes, spring afresh the Eden... | |
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