 | 1840 - 378 páginas
...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... | |
 | mrs. Quintin Kennedy - 1840 - 320 páginas
...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...: but 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... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 366 páginas
...qu'on redoute." Corinne. 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 ! Day is for mortal care, Eve, for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night, for the dreams of... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 380 páginas
...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... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 380 páginas
...THE HOUR OF DEATH. ' II eat dans la Nature d'aimer a Be livrer a 1'idSe meme qu'on redoute." Corinne. 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! Day... | |
 | 1841 - 474 páginas
...solstice! But death is monarch of all hours — truly has the poetess sung — ' Leaves have ilnn- time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's...to set ; — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thinn own, O Death !' THE YEARS. WAKEN ! the festal song ! Voice of the harp, arise ! In notes full... | |
 | 1841 - 586 páginas
...the hour may come when we least look for it. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither in the north wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasom for thine own, O Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross... | |
 | 1841 - 848 páginas
...yielding to the destroyer, as well as of the gathering of the grey hairs of the aged to the grave, " Leaves have their time to fall. And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath. And stars to set — but all. Thou haat all seasons for thine own, O, Death !... | |
 | Samuel Osgood - 1842 - 408 páginas
...instruments which he wields from sea to sea. His, too, are all seasons. I WOULD NOT LIVE ALWAY. 317 " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! " We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue... | |
 | Westland Marston - 1842 - 168 páginas
...to song Ceaseless melodies belong. To a Universal Love Earth reflects the World above ! THE DEAD. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...— but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, Oh, Death !" MRS. HEMANS. Go to the high and ancient founts, Go to the lonely woods, Go where the crag-throned... | |
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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... 
