 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
 | James White - 1843 - 310 страници
...dews shall weep thy full 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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 страници
...dews shall weep thy full to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids p !JX iF j A box where sweets compacted lie ; Thy music «hows ye have your closes ; Aud all must die. Only... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1844 - 532 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 sweet...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... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1844 - 512 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 sweet...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... | |
 | William Johnson Fox - 1845 - 124 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... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1846 - 296 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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 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...days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, Thy music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1846 - 292 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 F.1GHTY-FOURTH The Humane Indian.... | |
 | Mary Milner - 1848 - 808 страници
...; A strangely prosaic image, followed as usual by fine lines : Thy music shows ye have your clozes And all must die ! Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber never gives' This is too much in the style of a carpenter, the next is, however, far worse — But though the whole... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 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... | |
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