 | Frederic James Post, of Islington - 1838 - 528 pàgines
...And smile at thee ! — But thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd 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, O, Death !... | |
 | M. S. - 1839 - 194 pàgines
...our only lot ; O God, henceforth our hearts incline To seek no other love than thine ! J. MONTGOMERY. THE HOUR OF DEATH. 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 !... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 306 pàgines
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, LINES ON THE DEATH OF THE REV. T. SPENCER, Who was drowned while bathing in the tide, on tke ~>:k ^f... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 304 pàgines
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, LINES ON THE DEATH OF THE REV. T. SPENCER, Who teas droamed while tathing in the tide, on the 5th of... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 pàgines
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat 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, oh! Death.... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1839 - 362 pàgines
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat 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! THE... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 pàgines
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set — hut all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! MRS.... | |
 | mrs. Quintin Kennedy - 1840 - 320 pàgines
...affectionate intercourse with her brother; and thus all seemed smoothed in our path. CHAPTER XIII. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 death ! F. HEMANS. THUS time passed on — years glided by, with rapid movement — no event of stirring... | |
 | Layman, Unitarianism - 1840 - 268 pàgines
...TESTIMONY INESTIMABLE VALUE AND SUPPORTING EFFICACY ATONEMENT. MRS. HBMANS'S DYING TESTIMONY, ETC. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 Death!" WHO, that knows anything of the literature of the present century, is not familiar with the beautiful... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pàgines
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...set ; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. LORD BYRON. 1788-1824. THE DREAM. OUR life is twofold : sleep hath its own world, A boundary... | |
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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... 
