 | Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 400 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,... | |
 | George Herbert - 1838 - 406 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,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 pagina’s
...Sweet spring, full of sweet dayes and roses, A box where sweets compaeted lie, Thy musick shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives. JAMES SHIRLEY... | |
 | Daniel D. Smith - 1836 - 244 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, Thy music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 pagina’s
...Sweet spring, full of sweet dayes and roses, A box where sweets compaeted lie, Thy musick shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives. I. D ..... | |
 | Cynosure - 1837 - 272 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,... | |
 | George Herbert - 1838 - 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,... | |
 | Francis Lister Hawks - 1838 - 542 pagina’s
...die. Sweet spring, full cf sweet days and roses, A hox 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, never gives; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives. PEACE. SWEET... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1839 - 264 pagina’s
...Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die ! Sweet Spring I full of sweet days and roses, A box, where sweets...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." Francis... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1839 - 388 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,... | |
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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... 
