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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. "
The poetical works of George Herbert; and The synagogue, by C. Harvey, with ... - الصفحة 177
بواسطة George Herbert - 1885
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...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...

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

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...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...

The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1839 - عدد الصفحات: 1092
...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...

Essays Designed to Afford Christian Encouragement and Consolation

John Sheppard - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 394
...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,...cannot be 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...

Essays Designed to Afford Christian Encouragement and Consolation

John Sheppard - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...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...

Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, المجلد 21

Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...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...cannot be 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...

Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., المجلد 1

Giles Fletcher - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...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...cannot be 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...

Conversations at Cambridge ...

Robert Aris Willmott - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 422
...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;...cannot be 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...

The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 390
...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,...

Conversations at Cambridge

Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...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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