 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1829 - 346 páginas
...bloom to seize their prey. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When... | |
 | Levi Washburn Leonard - 1830 - 228 páginas
...grave tESSON 56. Death comes at all Seasons. Leares have their time to fall, .And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set ; — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own — O, death. Day is for mortal care ; 'five for glad meetings round the joyous hearth ; Night... | |
 | 1830 - 658 páginas
...down the princely crest. Leaves hare their time to fall, And flowers to wilher at the north-wind's breath. And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh Death ! OPINIONS OF TER.TULL1AN. AMONG the ancient ecclesiastical authors, usually called the... | |
 | 1830 - 612 páginas
...bloom to seize their prey. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thiue own, oh Death! We know when moons shall wane. When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea,... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 páginas
...died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, ob ! Duth. Day is for mortal care, 5ve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 páginas
...down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death. HARMONY. — [EOVVRING.} ' I BADE the Day-break bring to me Its own sweet song of ecstacy... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 286 páginas
...LESSON SEVENTY-SEVENTH. The Hour of Death. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at, the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the... | |
 | George Washington Light - 1833 - 402 páginas
...skies, and swords heat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death ! MRS. SPENCER'S JOURNAL. — We consider this Magazine far better calculated to improve... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - 526 páginas
...died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh 1 Death. Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the... | |
 | Alonzo King - 1834 - 338 páginas
...They have one season — all are ours to die. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death." In a letter to Mr. C. , of New York city, dated July, 1829, Mr. Boardman thus speaks... | |
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Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea. 
