 | George Herbert - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...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. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hew 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 dayes and roses, A box where sweets compaeted lie, Thy musick... | |
 | Cynosure - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...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. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows... | |
 | 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...fall to-night, — For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Rid« the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave, — And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet day« and rom ; Л bux, where sweets compacted lie ; My music... | |
 | Francis Lister Hawks - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 542
...weep thy fall to night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bida the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full cf sweet days and roses, A hox where sweets compacted lie, My music shows... | |
 | Caleb Sprague Henry, Joseph Green Cogswell - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 546
...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. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and rosea, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 264
...thy fall to-night, For thou must die ! Sweet Rose I 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 I full of sweet days and roses, A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My Music... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...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. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows... | |
 | 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 760
...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. ' Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses ; A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My music... | |
 | 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...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. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows... | |
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The dew 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. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted... 
