 | George Herbert - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 560
...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 must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet dayes and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My musick... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 316
...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 ; Thy music... | |
 | Harvey Buckland - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 190
...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; Thy music... | |
 | 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 754
...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 compacted lie , Thy musick... | |
 | George Herbert - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...fall to night ; For thou must die. I 1 I Sweet rose, whose hue angrie 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 compacted lie, My musick... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 424
...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, — " Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like... | |
 | James Hamilton - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 530
...thy fall to-night; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whoso 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... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...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... | |
 | 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 128
...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 must die. m: ,.& Sweet Spring, full of sweet dayes and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My... | |
 | 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 116
...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 must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet dayes and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My musick... | |
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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... 
