 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
 | 1825 - 412 страници
...die. Sweet rose, whose hue, an<pry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe Ins eye, Thy root is ever in ha grave, and thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows you have your close*, and all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul. Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1823 - 684 страници
...dew shall weep thy fall to night ; For thou must dye. " Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must dye. " Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and Hoses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Musick shews... | |
 | John Mitford - 1827 - 360 страници
...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...have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and vertuous soul, Like season'd timber never gives ; But though the whole would turn to coal, Then chiefly... | |
 | John Mitford - 1827 - 358 страници
...to-night, For Ihou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his «ye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die....have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and vertuous soul, Like season'd timber never gives ; But though the whole would turn to coal, Then chiefly... | |
 | Ancient ballads - 1827 - 270 страници
...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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasou'd timber, never gives; But though the whole world turn... | |
 | Thomas Lyle - 1827 - 272 страници
...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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives; But though the whole world turn... | |
 | 1828 - 398 страници
...to-night ; — For thou must die' Sweet Rows ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe bis eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave ; — And thou...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But, tho' the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives. HEEBCBT.... | |
 | 1828 - 814 страници
...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 ! Gay spring ! so full of sweets and bloom, A casket stored with every joy ; Thy evening music tolls... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1830 - 582 страници
...Sweet Rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in it's grave, And thou must die ! Sweet Spring ! full of...A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My Music shews you have your closes, And all must die ' ENGLISH POETRY. 208 Only a sweet and virtuous Soul, Like season'd... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1830 - 586 страници
...hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in it's grave, And thou mast die ! Sweet Spring ! full of sweet days and roses,...A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My Music shews you have your closes, And all must die ! Only a sweet and virtuous Soul, Like season'd timber never... | |
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