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" VERTUE SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridall of the earth and skie; The dew shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angrie and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou... "
The English Works of George Herbert: Newly Arranged and Annotated and ... - الصفحة 321
بواسطة George Herbert, George Herbert Palmer - 1905
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The Temple,: Sacred Poems, and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1638 - عدد الصفحات: 220
...weep thy fill to night j For thou muft die. < Sweet rofe, : whofc hew angry and brare Bids the rafli gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet fpring, full of fweet dayes and ro&fy ' A box where fwcets compacted Ik; My mufick...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1703 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...mall weep thy Fall to night j For thou muft die. Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh Gazer wipe his Eye, Thy Root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. i Sweet Spring, full of fweet Days and Rofes, A Box where Sweets compacted lie, My Mflfick...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1709 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...fhall weep thy Fall to night; For thou muftdie. Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rain Gazer wipe his Eye, Thy Root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet Days and Rofes, A Box where Sweets compacted lie, My Mufick fliews...

The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...fhall -weep thy fall to night; Forthou muft die. Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet days and rofes, A box where fweets compacted lie, My mufic mews...

Selection of Poems ...

Charles Snart - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...Vocal Magazine. SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky; Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to night, for thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, and thou must die....

Biographia Literaria: Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., المجلد 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 316
...and sky: The dew shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must dye! -101 Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye:, Thy root is ever in its grave, - And thou must dye! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and, roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie: My musick shews,...

Marriage: A Novel ...

Susan Ferrier - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 358
...weep thy fall to night, For thou must (lit. Sweet rose! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the ra»h gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shews you have...

Specimens of the British Poets: Drayton, 1631, to Phillips, 1664

Thomas Campbell - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...bridal of the earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to-night, Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shews you have...

Marriage: A Novel ...

Susan Ferrier - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...ancient ditty:— " Sweet day! so cpol, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must die. Sweet rose! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave; And thou must die....

New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, المجلد 4

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 594
...and sky ; Sweet clews shall weep thy fall to-nieht ; íor thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives. But when the whole...




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