 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1833 - 380 pagina’s
...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...closes — And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous sou1, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives.... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1833 - 350 pagina’s
...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...lie ; My music shews you have your closes — And ah' must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 274 pagina’s
...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 your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber... | |
 | 1834 - 410 pagina’s
...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 ye have your closes : — And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,... | |
 | Caleb Cushing - 1833 - 326 pagina’s
...must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and loses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul Like oiunt diamond never aim*. But when death's knell is heard to toll, Then chiefly lives, HERBERT'S TEMPLE,... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 286 pagina’s
...must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. LESSON EIGHTY-FOURTH.... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 408 pagina’s
...the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, fiill of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - 402 pagina’s
...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 ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | Andrew Thomson - 1835 - 302 pagina’s
...thou must die. (j ' i li. . •,.••'• .•'•.•••! '" i" J" .-••:. !.i !•.-.*: » Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses ; A box where sweets compacted lje\; :• ' •:» My music shows ye have-your closes ;— ' "-.'- - VV .-if .,i i.- And all must... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1836 - 358 pagina’s
...rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave — . And thou must die. Sweet spring, foil of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. Venator.... | |
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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. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted... 
