 | George Herbert, Christopher Harvey - 1853 - 376 pages
...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 at night. These are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us see we are but flowers that glide : Which... | |
 | George Herbert, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 372 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 at night. These are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us see we are but flowers that glide : Which... | |
 | George Herbert - 1853 - 376 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 at night. These arc thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us see we arc but flowers that glide : Which... | |
 | George Herbert - 1853 - 372 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 at night. These are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us see we are but flowers that glide : Which... | |
 | George Herbert, William Jerdan - 1853 - 472 pages
...again, After fo many deaths I live and write ; I once more fmell the dew and rain, And relifh verfmg : O, my only light, It cannot be, That I am he On whom thy tempefts fell at Night. And yet even poetry fails to fatiffy his longings : — Verfes, ye are too... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pages
...live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. 0, my only light, It can not be, That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night...wonders, Lord of love ! To make us see we are but flow'rs that glide ; Which, when we once can find and prove, Thou hast a garden for us, where to bide.... | |
 | George Herbert - 1855 - 560 pages
...many deaths I live and write ; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : O my onely light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests...are but flowers that glide : Which when we once can finde and prove, Thou hast a garden for us, where to bide Who would be more, Swelling through store,... | |
 | George Herbert, Robert Aris Willmott - 1855 - 366 pages
...so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my onely light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests...are but flowers that glide; Which when we once can finde and prove, Thou hast a garden for us where to bide. Who would be more, Swelling through store,... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pages
...live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O, my only light, It can not be, That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night...wonders, Lord of love ! To make us see we are but flow'rs that glide ; Which, when we once can find and prove, Thou hast a garden for us, where to bide.... | |
 | George Herbert - 1856 - 276 pages
...least frown of thine is shown ? I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : O my onely light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests...are but flowers that glide : Which when we once can finde and prove, Thou hast a garden for us, where to bide. Who would be more, Swelling through store.... | |
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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! 
