 | William Carus Wilson - 1840 - 644 Seiten
...and ways are not as ours. "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." The sun reached his meridian height, and the lustre of that eye began to fade. There were few to leave,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 Seiten
...And smile at thce ! — 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...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 Seiten
...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 summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 Seiten
...earth exchang'd for heaven. 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 glidings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 Seiten
...shadow of the elm to rest — 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. THE RELEASE OF TASSO. THERE came a bard to Rome ; he brought a lyre Of sounds to peal through Rome's... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 Seiten
...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 summer-birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall... | |
 | John BRUCE (Minister of Low Hill Cemetery, Liverpool.) - 1827 - 240 Seiten
...certain in his approach. 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 ! Youth, and the opening rose, May look like things too beauteous for decay, And smile at thee —... | |
 | 1827 - 316 Seiten
...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 ! MRS, HEMAXS. From the Monthly Repository. HYMN. If all our hopes, and all our fears, Were... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 360 Seiten
...died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither ut the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oil ! Death. Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams... | |
 | 1827
...JONES, TFNYCEFN, CORWEN. 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, 0 Death ! MBS. HJDIAHS. IOREU Linn, Tachwedd 6ed, 1876, ehedodd ysbryd Mary i'i " breswylf a heddychlawn,"... | |
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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... 
