 | 1851 - 496 páginas
...brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in. its grave ; An4 tTaou xwxs\, <l\e. ' Sweet spring ! full of sweet 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 season'd... | |
 | Christian poets - 1851 - 470 páginas
...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 lie, My music shews ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd... | |
 | George Herbert - 1851 - 464 páginas
...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 lie ; My music shews ye have your closes : — And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 páginas
...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 lie ; My music shows you have your closes, — And all must die ! Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 páginas
...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 lie ; Thy music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 páginas
...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 lie; Thy music shows ye have your closes ; And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd... | |
 | William Mountford - 1852 - 542 páginas
...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 lie ; My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtnons soul, Like seasoned... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 páginas
...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 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... | |
 | George William Curtis - 1852 - 214 páginas
...angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave : And thon must die. Sweet Spring ! full of sweet days and 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 512 páginas
...though as widely dispersed in the world of sight as the text. Ib. Then as dispersed herbs do match a potion, These three make up some Christian's destiny....is full of duty: Waters united are our navigation : Diitinguished, our habitation ; Below, OUT drink ; above, OUT meat: Both are our cleanliness. Hath... | |
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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... 
