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" And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. "
The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue - Page 149
by George Herbert - 1703
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The Temple,: Sacred Poems, and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1638 - 220 pages
...many deaths I live and write j I once more fmcll the dew and rain,. And rclifli vetting. O my onely light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempefts fell all nighr, Thefe are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us fee we are but flow'rs that glide f Which when...
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The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799 - 310 pages
...roft to that ? What pole is not the zone Where alt things burn, When thou doft turn, And the le;,ft frown of thine is fhown ? And now in age I bud again,...only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempellsfell all night. Thefe are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us fee we are but flow'rs that...
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Essays Designed to Afford Christian Encouragement and Consolation

John Sheppard - 1833 - 404 pages
...again : After so many deaths 1 live and write : I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versiug. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. * Lamentations — iii. These are thy wonders, Lord of love ! • To make...
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Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Volume 21

Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - 402 pages
...again; After so many deaths I live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night ! These are thy wonders, Lord of love ! To make us see we are but flow'rs that...
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Conversations at Cambridge ...

Robert Aris Willmott - 1836 - 422 pages
...— After so many deaths, I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only LIGHT, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. These are thy wonders, LORD of LOVE ! To make us see we are but flowers that...
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Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Volume 1

Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 400 pages
...again ; After so many deaths I live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night ! These are thy wonders, Lord of love ! To make us see we are but flow'rs that...
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The Works of George Herbert, Volume 2

George Herbert - 1838 - 406 pages
...again, After so many deaths I live and write ; 1 once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. These are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us see we are but flowers that...
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Conversations at Cambridge

Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - 322 pages
...— After so many deaths, I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. 0 my only LIGHT, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. These are thy wonders, LORD of LOVE ! To make us see we are but flowers that...
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The Church of England quarterly review, Volume 1

1837 - 646 pages
...— After so many deaths, I live and write ; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only Light ! It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests Fall all night. * Conversations at Cambridge. .f. .George Herbert. These are thy wonders,...
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The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1838 - 408 pages
...again, After so many deaths I live and write ; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. Which when we once can find and prove, Thou hast a garden for us, where to...
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