 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. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted...  The Eton School Magazine - Страница 1831842Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - 372 страници
...dews 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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 844 страници
...dews 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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | Gems - 1841 - 624 страници
...die. Sweet rose! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in the grave; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, — My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul Like seasoned timber never... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1841 - 448 страници
...die. Sweet spring! full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; -But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives." " That/' said Colonel Lennox, " is... | |
 | William Johnson Fox - 1841 - 132 страници
...thy fall to-night, For thou must die ! Sweet rose ! in air whose odours wave, And colour charms the eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die ! Sweet spring ! of days and roses made, Whose charms for beauty vie ; Thy days depart, thy roses fade, For thou must... | |
 | George Herbert - 1842 - 400 страници
...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...and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But, though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives. SJe pearl.— MATT. xiii. I KNOW the... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1842 - 532 страници
...dews 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...spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets comparted lie ; My music shews you have your closes, — and all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1842 - 410 страници
...For thou must die." • " Sweet rose " — whose fragrance now I crave, To glad my sense and joy mine eye, " Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die." Sweet spring — so full of shine and showers, It makes the weary spirit sigh, To think, with all thy herbs and... | |
 | Martingale - 1843 - 314 страници
...dews shall weep thy fall at 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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows you have your closes— And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,... | |
 | 1843 - 184 страници
...dews shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet Rosei whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its...roses ; A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music show's you have your closes, And all must die.Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timbef,... | |
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