 | 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...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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 страници
...to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his 85ӏ= w t yF ' _3 Ϝ A / % Nxz Q ix L| ]W w ӟ. Q tɬ Sw w ＲwD =! i _ s < ; j A box where sweets compacted lie ; Thy music «hows ye have your closes ; Aud all must die. Only... | |
 | 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 - 292 страници
...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...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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 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 must...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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 380 страници
...fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brare Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must...box, where sweets compacted lie : My music shows, ye have your closes, And all must die. THE BOSOM SIN: A SONNET BY GEORGE HERBERT. Lord, with what care... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1847 - 168 страници
...! whose hue, angry and br^tvo, / Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its crave ; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days...My music shows you have your closes ; And all must dio. Only a sweet and virtuous eoul, • Like season'd timber, never gives ; But when the whole world... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 462 страници
...fall to-night ; For ilmu 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...roses, A box, where sweets compacted lie : My music shews, ye have your closes, And all must die. 6 [The Synagogue, a collection of poems generally appended... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 страници
...to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose I whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his 0 S( ; Thy music shows ye have your closes ; Aiid all muet die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd... | |
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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... 
