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" Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.... "
The Complete Angler, Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Discourse ... - Страница 101
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The Temple,: Sacred Poems, and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1638 - 192 страници
...(lull weep thy fill to night ; For ihou muft die. Sweet rofe,:whofe hew angry and brave Bids the rafli gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou mull die. Sweet fpring, full of fweet dayes arid ro&s, 1 A box where fweets compafted lie j My mufick...

The Complete Angler; Or, The Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Fac ...

Izaak Walton - 1653 - 246 страници
...jhal weep thy fall to night, for thou mujl die. Sweet Rofe,whofe hew angry andbrav? Bids the rajJj gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, and thou mujl die . Sweet Spring,fnloffweetdays & rofes, A box where Jweets compaSled lie ; My Mufickfoewesyou...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The ..., Томове 1–2

George Herbert - 1667
...night ; . _ For thou muft die. . ." .!' -I.'-: Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is. ever in its grave, And thou muft dieSweet fpring, full of Tweet days and rofes, A box where fweets coi-npafted lie ; My Mufick...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1709
...weep thy Fall to night ; For thou muftdie. Sweet Rofe, wbofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh Ga2er wipe his Eye, Thy Root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet Days and Rofes, A Box where Sweets compafted lie, My Mufick fhews...

The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799
...fhall weep thy fall to night; For thou muft die. Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet days and rofes, A box where fweets compafted lie, My mafic, fhews...

Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1816
...calm, so bright; The bridal of the earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave,...roses; A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Some exquisite ' Lines written in Early Spring,' by Mr....

Biographia Literaria: Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary Life and Opinions

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 309 страници
...bright, The bridal of the earth and sky : The dew shall weep thy fall to night, For them must dye ! Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash...eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must dye ! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie : My musick shews,...

Biographia Literaria: Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary Life ..., Том 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 309 страници
...bright, The bridal of the earth and sky : The dew shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must dye ! Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash...wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thon must dye ! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie : My...

The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., Том 20

1838
...shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rath gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou rnuit die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows...

The Retrospective Review.., Том 3

Henry Southern - 1821
...calm, so bright ! The bridal of the earth and sky : The dew shall weep thy fall to-night. — For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave,...the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in the grave, — .And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses : A box where sweets...




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