 | 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: 658
...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 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 1022
...Enough to know is given; Clouds, winds, and stars their task fulfil; Thine is to trust in Heaven!" THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall,...to wither at the northwind's breath, And stars to set, — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own. oh! Death. Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 378
...! Aye, let thy wan cheek burn like flame, There sits thy glory and thy shame ! DEATH. [ANONYMOUs.] 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 618
...fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. Ora¡/. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set-out all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, О death ! Youtht... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...pressed The wounds, to staunch their tide — Unknown, on that meek humble breast, Imperial Albert died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall,...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... | |
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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... 
