 | Mrs. Hemans - 1842 - 372 páginas
...THE HOUR OF DEATH. ' II est dans la Nature d'aimer a se 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 !... | |
 | 1842 - 488 páginas
...Before that time arrived, lieutenant D was himself attacked with fever, and carried 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 hast all seasons for thine own, О Death !"... | |
 | Charles James Fox, 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 at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death !... | |
 | Westland Marston - 1842 - 166 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 at the North- Wind's breath ; And stars to set ; — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, Oh,... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Hemans - 1845 - 360 páginas
...decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, VOL. IV. M And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death t We know when... | |
 | 1843 - 558 páginas
...thee, Sail nor keel, nor helm, nor oar, Need I, ask I, to explore Thine expanse from shore to shore. 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, О Death ! I... | |
 | 1843 - 404 páginas
...over the mercy-seat, and all is quietness and assurance for ever. Original. THE MOTHER'S OFFERING. " 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!"... | |
 | Samuel Irenæus Prime - 1843 - 258 páginas
...the next may be. When death will come to your house, you know not. He may come to-morrow or to-day. " 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 !" And... | |
 | William Morrison Engles - 1844 - 274 páginas
...home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest ; Thou art where foe...north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death. THE POOR MAN'S DEATH-BED. CAROLINE BOWLES. TREAD softly... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 páginas
...home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest ; Thou art where foe...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 ! MRS... | |
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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 ! THE LOST PLEIAD. 
