 | William Carus Wilson - 1840 - 644 páginas
...but ah ! our heavenly Father's thoughts and ways are not as ours. "Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath,...— 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 páginas
...at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings...hearth, Night for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayi-r — But all for thee, thou Mightiest of the Earth! The banquet hath its hour, Its feverish... | |
 | 1824 - 624 páginas
...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 páginas
...bloom to seize their prey! Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'» 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... | |
 | 1865 - 346 páginas
...year. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither, at the north wind's breath, And stara to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death !" Death's ravages, then — death's certainty to each one of us, and life's uncertainty — and all... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 páginas
...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. KNELL of departed years, Thy voice is sweet to me : It wakes no sad foreboding fears, Calls forth no... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 páginas
...breast, THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their dine 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. Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 páginas
...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... | |
 | 1827
...chofíwch о hyd mai "dyna y ffordd." MABY JONES, TFNYCEFN, CORWEN. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath,...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,"... | |
 | 1827 - 316 páginas
...the trustees of juvenile libraries. MEL. POETRY. THE HOUR OF DEATH. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath,...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams... | |
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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! 
