 | George Herbert - 1638 - 220 pages
...mufick flrows ye have your clofts, And all muft die. Onely a fweet and virtuous foul, Likefcafon'd timber) never gives , But though the whole world turn to coal. Then chiefly lives. ^f The Pearl. Mattb. 13. I Know the wayts of Learning j both the head And pipes that feed tht prefle,... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 pages
...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 shews you have your closes, and all must die* Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1816 - 420 pages
...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. Some exquisite ' Lines written in Early Spring,' by Mr. Wordsworth,... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1818 - 358 pages
...angry and brave, Bids the ra»h 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 shews you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1838 - 794 pages
...angry and brave Bids the rath gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou rnuit die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box...compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And ull must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1819 - 364 pages
...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 shews you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1821 - 398 pages
...and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in the 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 season'd timber, never... | |
 | 1821 - 400 pages
...and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in the 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 season'd timber, never... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1821 - 398 pages
...and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in the 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 season'd timber, never... | |
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1821 - 402 pages
...and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his ey« : Thy root is ever in the 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 season'd timber, never... | |
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SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky! 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.... 
