 | Richard Dagley - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 562
...but thou art not of those That wait the ripened bloom to seize their prey. " Leaves have their tune to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, T ! si iu hast att seasons for thine own, O Death ! u We know when moons shall wane, When summer-birds... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 286
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest; Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's hreatb, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. LESSON LXX.... | |
 | 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 398
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat 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. Hemans - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 228
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down die 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, oh ! Death.... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 216
...decay, And smile at tlire — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd 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 — hut ail, Thou h:ist all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death.... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 346
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the the north- wind's breath, THE LOST PLEIAD. "Like the lost Pleiad seen nO more below." — BTRON. AND... | |
 | 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 612
...decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...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,... | |
 | 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...surprised by the summons, however soon, or sudden, its arrival? THE HOUR OF DEATH. (From Mrs. Hemam.) LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'« breath, And stars to set—but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh Death! 1*... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 510
...decay, And smile at thee— but thou art not of tho* That wait the ripened bloom to seize their fyLeaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breatl, And stars to set — but all, Thon hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! We know when moons... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 858
...And smile at thee ! — hut thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd hloom to seize their prey ! Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's hreath, And stars to set — hut all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death. We know when moons... | |
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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! 
