 | Mrs. Hemans - 1842 - 372 pagina’s
...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! THE... | |
 | George B. Scott - 1842 - 354 pagina’s
...sea ; When Autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain, But who shall teach us when to look for thee ? Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set— hut all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death I"—... | |
 | 1843 - 368 pagina’s
...and shrine ! Sing through the hills that thou art free for ever — Lift up thy voice, oh Rhine ! Q2 THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall,...set ; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams... | |
 | 1843 - 404 pagina’s
...over the mercy-seat, and all is quietness and assurance for ever. Original. THE MOTHER'S OFFERING. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death!" DEAR SISTER HAMLI.XE, — My feelings have just been painfully cailed forth by the death... | |
 | 1843 - 582 pagina’s
...thee, Sail nor keel, nor helm, nor oar, Need I, ask I, to explore Thine expanse from shore to shore. Leaves have their time to fall And flowers to wither...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, О Death ! I am monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round... | |
 | Samuel Irenæus Prime - 1843 - 258 pagina’s
...the next may be. When death will come to your house, you know not. He may come to-morrow or to-day. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...set, but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death !" And this time, so precious, so uncertain, how have you valued and improved it? As if eternity... | |
 | John Moffat Howe - 1843 - 298 pagina’s
...bloom to seize their prey. Leaves have then1 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 !" FEW persons had more rational prospects of a protracted earthly existence than had Mrs.... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Hemans - 1845 - 360 pagina’s
...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, VOL. IV. M And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 pagina’s
...And smile at thee ! — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their preyj Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...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, When autumn's... | |
 | Samuel Francis Smith - 1844 - 140 pagina’s
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely creat. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set ; hut all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! SPIRIT! THY LABOR IS O'ER. SPIRIT T thy labor... | |
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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... 
