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" Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death... "
Nelly Deane: A Story of Every-day Life : in Two Vols - Страница 97
1864 - 261 страници
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The Friendly visitor, publ by W.C. Wilson

William Carus Wilson
...Well, he surely does look better :" but ah ! our heavenly Father's thoughts and ways are not as ours. "Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! death." The sun reached his meridian height, and the lustre of that eye began to fade. There were few to leave,...

New Monthly Magazine, Том 10

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth - 1824
...bloom to seize their prey! Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'» breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue...

The Tract magazine; or, Christian miscellany. [Continued as] The Tract ...

1865
...dawn began death's dread progress, and the harvest of this Great Reaper extends over all the year. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither, at the north wind's breath, And stara to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death !" Death's ravages, then —...

The New Monthly Magazine, Том 7

1824
...addressed include the whole adult (crated) population of these commercial realms ! Z. THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'« breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death...

The New Monthly Magazine, Том 10

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth - 1824
...addressed include the whole adulterated) population of these commercial realms ! Z. THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death !...

Select poetry; chiefly on subjects connected with religion

Select poetry - 1825
...and you know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrow left below, And earth exchang'd for heaven. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death. Day...

The League of the Alps: The Seige of Valencia, The Vespers of Palermo, and ...

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 480 страници
...press'd The wounds, to stanch their tide — Unknown, on that meek humble breast, THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath; And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death....

The league of the Alps, The siege of Valencia, The vespers of Palermo, and ...

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1826
...tears — but all are thine. Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death....

The league of the Alps, The siege of Valencia, The vespers of Palermo, and ...

Mrs. Hemans, Andrews Norton - 1826
...forth—and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest— Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set—but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. THE...

The Christian Visitant; Or, Religious Miscellany: Designed to Promote ..., Том 1

1827
...recommend this book to parents, and to the trustees of juvenile libraries. MEL. POETRY. THE HOUR OF DEATH. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams...




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