 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
 | William Lisle Bowles - 1830 - 330 страници
...fall to-night — For thou must die. Sweet Spring ! full of sweet days and roses ! My music shews you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul Then chiefly lives. Morley.—And, trust me, this song was as well sung as it is melodious, and saered,... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles - 1830 - 332 страници
...fall to-night — For thou must die. Sweet Spring ! Jull of sweet days and roses! My music shews you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul Then chiefly lives. Morley. — And, trust me, this song was as well sung as it is melodious, and sacred,... | |
 | 1832 - 240 страници
...sky ; Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to-night — 186 Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its...A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shews you have your closes — and all must die. ON HUMAN GRANDEUR. AN alehouse-keeper near Islington, who... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 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...roses. A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,... | |
 | 1832 - 406 страници
...Sweet dews shall weep thy fall tonight, 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 (lie. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 286 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 seasoned timber... | |
 | 1834 - 410 страници
...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...roses ; A box, where sweets compacted lie; My music shows ye have your closes : — And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,... | |
 | Caleb Cushing - 1833 - 326 страници
...shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, all bright and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its...thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and loses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 274 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. LESSON EIGHTY-FOURTH. The Humane Indian.... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1833 - 380 страници
...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 sou1, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives.... | |
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