 | George Herbert - 1842 - 400 páginas
...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 lie ; My music shews ye... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1842 - 410 páginas
...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... | |
 | Martingale - 1843 - 314 páginas
...earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy fall 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 die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows you have... | |
 | James White - 1843 - 310 páginas
...earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy full 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 die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows you have... | |
 | 1843 - 184 páginas
...the earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy 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 die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses ; A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music show's you... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 páginas
...earth and sky ; The dews shall weep thy full to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, R l-_x_ ys y p !JX iF Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses j A box where sweets compacted lie ; Thy music «hows ye... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1844 - 532 páginas
...earth and sky, Sweet dews 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 it's grave, And thou must die ! Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1844 - 512 páginas
...earth and sky, Sweet dews 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 it's grave, And thou must die! Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted... | |
 | William Johnson Fox - 1845 - 124 páginas
...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,... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1846 - 296 páginas
...the earth and sky, Swe6t dews 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 lie; My music shows you have... | |
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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. 
