 SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, 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....  The complete angler, of I. Walton and C. Cotton, with variorum notes, ed. by ... - Pagina 154door Izaak Walton - 1856Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 pagina’s
...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 you have your closes, and all must die* Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1816 - 420 pagina’s
...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...music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Some exquisite ' Lines written in Early Spring,' by Mr. Wordsworth, may be seen in his ' Poems,' vol.... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1818 - 358 pagina’s
...angry and brave, Bids the ra»h 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 you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1838 - 794 pagina’s
...angry and brave Bids the rath gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou rnuit die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And ull must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1819 - 364 pagina’s
...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 you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1821 - 398 pagina’s
...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...virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But, though the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. Herbert's poems are, as might be expected,... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1821 - 398 pagina’s
...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...virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But, though the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. Herbert's poems are, as might be expected,... | |
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1821 - 402 pagina’s
...and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his ey« : Thy root is ever in the grave, — And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses : A box...virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But, though the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. Herbert's poems are, as might be expected,... | |
 | 1821 - 400 pagina’s
...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...virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But, though the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. Herbert's poems are, as might be expected,... | |
 | 1822 - 796 pagina’s
...Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My music shews ye have have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and...virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But, though the whole world turn to coal. Then chiefly lives. THE BRITISH CHURCH. I joy, dear mother, when... | |
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