 EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this...  Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age - Pagina 108geredigeerd door - 1851Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Catherine Pesso-Miquel - 1996 - 204 pagina’s
...son exécution : Oh cruell Time which takes in trust Our youth, our Joyes and all we have And payes us but with age and dust, Who in the dark and silent grave When we have wandered all our wayes Shutts up the story of our dayes. O Temps cruel qui hypothèque Notre jeunesse, nos joies et... | |
 | Robert Andrews - 1997 - 666 pagina’s
...poet. Metamorphoses, bk. 15,1.234. 9 Even such is Time, which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have, And pays us but with age and dust, Who...wandered all our ways Shuts up the story of our days. And from which earth, and grave, and dust, The Lord shall raise me up I trust. SIR WALTER RALEIGH,... | |
 | Emil Murad - 1998 - 282 pagina’s
...a traditional country, I970 - I980 Even such is Time, which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have. And pays us but with age and dust: Who...wandered all our ways. Shuts up the story of our days: And from which earth, and grave, and dust The Lord shall raise me up, I trust. Sir Walter Ralegh Towards... | |
 | Ruth Ashby - 1999 - 84 pagina’s
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 | Peter Klappert - 2000 - 188 pagina’s
...wit And dries all wantonness with it. Oh, cruel time! which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have, And pays us but with age and dust; Who...wandered all our ways Shuts up the story of our days. —SIR WALTER RALEGH ON A BEACH IN SOUTHERN CONNECTICUT (1966) LUGGING VEGETABLES TO NANTUCKET (1971)... | |
 | Marc Aronson - 2000 - 248 pagina’s
...added two last lines as a new ending. Even such is time, which takes in trust OUT youth, our joys, and all we have. And pays us but with age., and dust;...wandered all our ways Shuts up the story of our days. And from which earth and grave and dust, The Lord will raise me up I trust. The last performance in... | |
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