 | George Herbert - 1660 - 444 pàgines
...again, After fo many deaths I live and write, Jo I once more fmell the de wa nd rain, And relilh verfmg. O my only light, . . . . It cannot be • That I am he On whom thy tempdts fell all night IS Thefe are thy wouderf, Lord of lover To make as fee we are but flow'rs that... | |
 | George Herbert - 1799 - 310 pàgines
...again, After fo many deaths I live and write, I once more fmell the dew and rain, And relifh verfing. O my 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... | |
 | 1839 - 1092 pàgines
...I " Aad now In age I bad again. After 10 many deaths I live and write, I once man smell the dew ind rain, And relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That 1 am he, Oa whom thy tempests fell all night " These are thy venders, Lord of love, To nuke us tee... | |
 | John Sheppard - 1833 - 394 pàgines
...weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. And now in age I hud again : After so many deaths 1 live and write : I once more smell the dew and rain,...That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. * Lamentations — iii. These are thy wonders, Lord of love ! To make us see we are but flow'rs that... | |
 | John Sheppard - 1833 - 404 pàgines
...weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. And now in age I bud 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... | |
 | Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - 402 pàgines
...is not the zone Where all things burn, When thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? And now in age I bud again; After so many deaths I...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 glide : Which when we... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 400 pàgines
...is not the zone Where all things burn, When thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? And now in age I bud again ; After so many deaths...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 glide : Which when we... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1836 - 422 pàgines
...following verses from the poems of one, who, like himself, was early transplanted into an immortal Garden. I bud again — After so many deaths, I live and write;...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 glide, Which when we once... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 pàgines
...is not the zone Where all things burn, when thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? And now in age I bud again : After so many deaths...more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my onely light, It cannot be that I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night ! These are thy wonders,... | |
 | Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - 322 pàgines
...following verses from the poems of one, who, like himself, was early transplanted into an immortal Garden. I bud again — After so many deaths, I live and write;...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,... | |
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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. 
