 My life is like the summer rose, That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, Is scattered on the ground — to die. Yet on the rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if she wept the waste to see — But none...  Irish Literature - Страница 3597под редакцията на - 1904 - 4126 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1819 - 552 страници
...touch'd by sorrow's tears, Will never shine so bright again. Ib. SONG — By Mr. R. Wilde, of Georgia. Mr life is like the summer rose, That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, Is scatter'd on the ground to die: But on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed,... | |
 | 1824 - 436 страници
...Joseph Buonaparte'' lives the life of a plain country gentleman. THE AMERICAN MUSE. No. 4. STANZAS. Mr life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, fa scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are »bed,... | |
 | Patrick O'Kelly - 1824 - 132 страници
...grateful Tenantry, being one of the most lenient Landlords in this Land of -aristocratic peculation. My life is like the Summer Rose, That opens to the morning :Sky : .; ; i . But e're the shade ,of evening' clege, Is scatter'd on the ground to die. But on the Rose's... | |
 | William Hone - 1868 - 846 страници
...moots in the court of the muses, with as much ingenuity as the barrister in his own court. STANZAS. My life is like the summer rose That opens to the...evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if she wept such waste to see ; But... | |
 | 1829 - 436 страници
...he thought none mark'd him, he would weep, Or sing this song of wo which still our maidens keep. " My life is like the "summer rose That opens to the morning sky, And ere the shades of evening close, Is scatter'd on the ground — to die ! Yet on that rose's humble... | |
 | Patrick O'Kelly - 1831 - 172 страници
...News-Letter.) ANSWER, BT J. O'LEARY, ESQ. CORK. TO P. O'KELLY, ESQ. ON READING HIS SIMILE BEGINNING " My life is like the summer rose " That opens to the morning sky." Dark and cheerless rose the day, Not one glimpse of Solar ray ; Shone to dissipate the gloom Brooding... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...All my life's buried here, Heap earth upon it. RICHARD HENRY WILDE. UY LIFE IS LIKE TUB SUUilER ROSE. MY life is like the summer rose That opens to the...of night are shed, As if she wept the waste to see, — I'. 1 1 1 none shall weep a tear for me ! My life is like the autumn leaf. That trembles in the... | |
 | 1835 - 430 страници
...every other, and no one has a right to throw the least impediment in his way. STANZAS BY Mr. RH WILDE. My life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But, ere the shades of evening close, 1ч scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are ehed,... | |
 | 1835 - 430 страници
...morning eky, But, ere the shades of evening close, 1ч scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that ' 's Christian Неф was lying open beside the body, as if it had fa such waste to see ; But none shall weep a tear for me, Mv life is like the r.iilumn leaf That trembles... | |
 | 1835 - 804 страници
...sometimes described on the maps as the bay of Espiritu Santo. BIT LIFE IS LIKE THE SUMMER ROSE. MT life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, And ere the shades of evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die; Yet on that rose's humble bed... | |
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