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" But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And withered in my hand. "
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The Temple,: Sacred Poems, and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1638 - 192 lehte
...becken to the flow'rs, and they By noon raoft cunningly did flea! away, And wither'd in my hand. My hind was next to them, and then my heart; I took, without more thinking, in good part Times gentle admonition ; Who did fo fweet'ly deaths lad tafte convey, Making my mind to frrell my...
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The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1660
...But Time did becken to the flowr's; and they 9 By noon moft cunningly did fteal away, And wither'd in my hand My hand was next to them, and then my heart : I took, without more thinking, in good part Times gentle admonition ; ijoWho did fo fweetly deaths fad tafte convey, Making my minde to faiell...
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The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1703
...Band. But Time did beckon to the Flowers, and they By Noon moft cunningly did fteal away, And wither'd in my Hand. My Hand was next to them, and then my...thinking, in good part Time's gentle Admonition ; Who did fofweetly Death's fad tafteconvey, Making my MinAto fmell my fatal Day, Yet fug'ring the Sufpition....
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The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1709
...wither'd in my Hand.' . r - ; - • . • . ,•.."' . , >*• , ' •/ • • • - -•• > • My Hand was next to them, and then my Heart ; I took,...thinking, in good part Time's gentle Admonition -} Who did fo fweetly Death's fad tafte convey, MaWr% my Mind to fmell myfatalDay, , Yet fugr'ing the Sufpitipn....
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Specimens of the Early English Poets, 1. köide

George Ellis - 1790 - 323 lehte
...time did beckon to the flow'rs, and they By noon, moft cunningly, did fteal away, And wither in ray hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart;...thinking, in good part, Time's gentle admonition ; Who did fo fweetly death's fad tafte convey, Making my mind to fmell my fatal day, Yet fug'ring the fufpicion....
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The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799
...band. But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon moft cunningly did tteal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my...thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition ; Who did fo fweetly death's fad tafte convey, Making my mind to fmell my fatal day, Yet fugr'ing the fufpicion....
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Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an ..., 3. köide

George Ellis - 1803 - 458 lehte
...former of which he built a parsonage, and at the latter a church. He died in 1632-3. LIFE. But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And witherM in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in...
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Prose, 1. köide

James Montgomery - 1824
...the day ran by; ' Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band :' But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand." HERBERT. MUTABILITY is the everlasting theme of lamentation with poets, historians,...
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Lives of Sacred Poets, 1. köide

Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 363 lehte
...the day ran by ; Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band : But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away And wither in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart, I took, without more thinking, in good...
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Lives of Sacred Poets, 1. köide

Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 363 lehte
...it. : But time Jid beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away And wither in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart. | >i I took, without more thinking, in good part, Time's gentle admonition : , Who did so sweetly Death's...
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