 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1849 - 539 pages
...other's pain ; The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or sorrow's faintest call, Twere...better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart — the heart, that's truly blest, Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast... | |
 | American literature - 1849
...breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain And though it throb at gentlest touch, Of sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart that's truly blest, Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast,... | |
 | 1850
...others' pain ; The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart — the heart, that's truly blest Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast... | |
 | Eliza Cook - 1853
...others' pain ; The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or Sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart — the heart that's truly blest Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast... | |
 | C. Gough - 1853
...other's pain ; The breath that soothe's a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart — the heart ! that's truly blest Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast... | |
 | Edward A. Rice - Gift books - 1853 - 290 pages
...breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain And though it throb at gentlest touch, Of sorrow's faintest call, Twere better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart that's truly blest, Is never all its own; No ray of glory lights the breast, That... | |
 | Miss E. Hedge - English poetry - 1856 - 144 pages
...others' pain : The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or Sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart that's truly blest, Is never all its own : No ray of glory lights the breast That... | |
 | Children - 1859
...others' pain ; The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or Sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much Than never ache at all. The heart — the heart that's truly blest Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast... | |
 | Caroline M. Mersereau - Amusements - 1860 - 346 pages
...others' pain ; The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain ; And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The heart — the heart that's truly bT£st Is never all its own, No ray of glory lights the breast... | |
 | Popular poetry - English poetry - 1862 - 220 pages
...others' pain : The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere...better it should ache too much Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart, that's truly blest Is never all its own ; No ray of glory lights the breast That... | |
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Twere better it should ache too much, Than never ache at all. The Heart — the Heart that's truly blest Is never all its own; No ray of glory lights the breast That beats for self alone. 
