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" YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, sorely... "
Major's home lesson books. 6 standards - Page 34
by Henry Major - 1873
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The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Volume 43

1844 - 454 pages
...January in that year. A MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. BY PROFESSOR LONGFELLOW, THE AMERICAN POET. YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale...Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow : " Caw, caw !" the rooks are calling, It is a...
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Digital images - 1839 - 174 pages
...fled ; Faith shineth as a morning star, Our ghastly fears are dead. .MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. YES, the year is growing old, And his eye is pale...Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling, It is a sound...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volume 14

Periodicals - 1839 - 584 pages
...a ceaseless scrutiny, an irresistible control. THE FIFTH PSALM. A MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING TEAR. YES, the year is growing old, And his eye is pale and blear'd ; Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely — sorely ! The...
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Burton's Gentleman's Magazine and American Monthly Review, Volumes 6-7

William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1840 - 616 pages
...character. Oat of Ьь latest and most popular pieces runs thus — MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. Vis, the year is growing old. And his eye is pale and bleared ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Pluck» the old nun by the beard, Sorely, — sorely! The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1842 - 638 pages
...the spring of Love and Youth, To some good angel leave the rest, MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. YES, the year is growing old, And his eye is pale and blear'd ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The...
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 174 pages
...fled ; Faith shineth as a morning star, Our ghastly fears are dead. MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale...Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The leaves are falling, falling, ti Solemnly and slow ; "Caw ! caw ! " the rooks are calling, It...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 278 pages
...DYING YEAR. BY HUNKY W. LONGFELLOW. YES, the year is growing old, And his eye is pale and blear'd ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely,— sorely ! The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling, It is a sound...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 280 pages
...Thou art joy's shrine^a temple of delight, ! MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. YES, the year is growing old, And his eye is pale and blear'd ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The...
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THE MIRROR OF LITERATURE AMUSEMENT , AND INSTRUCTION : VOL V

The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction.New Series.VOL.V - 1844 - 440 pages
...January in that year. A MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. ВТ PROFESSOR LONGFELLOW, THE AMERICAN POET. YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared Ï Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The leaves...
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Friendship's Forget-me-not

American poetry - 1849 - 274 pages
...remain, This lieth out of hope, my child, to see Thy face again. A MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR. YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale...Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely ! The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow; " Caw ! caw !" the rooks are calling, It is a...
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