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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... "
The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]. - Pagina 143
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840
...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...set ; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. LORD BYRON. 1788-1824. THE DREAM. OUR life is twofold : sleep hath its own world, A boundary...
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The voice of conscience

mrs. Quintin Kennedy - 1840 - 310 pagina’s
...affectionate intercourse with her brother; and thus all seemed smoothed in our path. CHAPTER XIII. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...: but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 death ! F. HEMANS. THUS time passed on — years glided by, with rapid movement — no event of stirring...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans: With a Memoir of Her Life, Volume 4

Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...qu'on redoute." Corinne. 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 meetings round the joyous hearth, Night, for the dreams of...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...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...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...THE HOUR OF DEATH. ' II eat dans la Nature d'aimer a Be livrer a 1'idSe meme qu'on redoute." Corinne. 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...
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 6

1841
...solstice! But death is monarch of all hours — truly has the poetess sung — ' Leaves have ilnn- time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's...to set ; — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thinn own, O Death !' THE YEARS. WAKEN ! the festal song ! Voice of the harp, arise ! In notes full...
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The Western Messenger, Volume 8

1841
...the hour may come when we least look for it. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither in the north wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasom for thine own, O Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross...
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The Scottish Christian Herald

1841
...yielding to the destroyer, as well as of the gathering of the grey hairs of the aged to the grave, " Leaves have their time to fall. And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath. And stars to set — but all. Thou haat all seasons for thine own, O, Death !...
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The New Hampshire Book: Being Specimens of the Literature of the Granite ...

Samuel Osgood - 1842 - 391 pagina’s
...instruments which he wields from sea to sea. His, too, are all seasons. I WOULD NOT LIVE ALWAY. 317 " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...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 hue...
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Gerald: A Dramatic Poem: and Other Poems

Westland Marston - 1842 - 143 pagina’s
...to song Ceaseless melodies belong. To a Universal Love Earth reflects the World above ! THE DEAD. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...— but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, Oh, Death !" MRS. HEMANS. Go to the high and ancient founts, Go to the lonely woods, Go where the crag-throned...
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