 | Gems - 1841 - 624 σελίδες
...die. Sweet rose! whose hue, angry 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...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul Like seasoned timber never gives ; But though the whole world turn to a coal, Then chiefly lives. THE QUIP.... | |
 | William Johnson Fox - 1841 - 132 σελίδες
...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... | |
 | George Herbert - 1842 - 400 σελίδες
...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...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 timber,... | |
 | 1842 - 542 σελίδες
...to-night, And thou must die : Sweet Rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bid 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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1842 - 532 σελίδες
...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...spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets comparted lie ; My music shews you have your closes, — and all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1842 - 410 σελίδες
...For thou must die." • " Sweet rose " — whose fragrance now I crave, To glad my sense and joy mine eye, " Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die." Sweet spring — so full of shine and showers, It makes the weary spirit sigh, To think, with all thy herbs and... | |
 | James White - 1843 - 310 σελίδες
...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 grave— And thou must...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But when the whole earth turns to coal— Then chiefly lives."* * Herbert.... | |
 | Martingale - 1843 - 314 σελίδες
...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 grave— And thou must...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But when the whole earth turns to coal— Then chiefly lives."* * Herbert.... | |
 | 1843 - 184 σελίδες
...fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet Rosei 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 show's you have your closes, And all must die.Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timbef,... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1844 - 512 σελίδες
...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,... | |
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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... 
