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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... "
Tupelo - Page 212
by John Hill Aughey - 1888 - 595 lehte
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Trysorfa y plant

1827
...tir, deliwch ati yn ddi-ildio, a chofíwch о hyd mai "dyna y ffordd." MABY JONES, TFNYCEFN, CORWEN. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...set— -but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 Death ! MBS. HJDIAHS. IOREU Linn, Tachwedd 6ed, 1876, ehedodd ysbryd Mary i'i " breswylf a heddychlawn,"...
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The Magazine of the Reformed Dutch Church, 2. köide

1827
...flowers thy grace has planted, And keep them still thine own. THE HOUR OF DEATH. By Mrs. Hernan». Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast a22 seasons for thine own, ob, death! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous...
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Cabin conversations and castle scenes, by the author of 'Early recollections'.

Selina Bunbury - 1827
...grave before long." CHAPTER VII. Leaves have their time t And flowers to wither at the north wind'* breath, And stars to set but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine owlij O Death. Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay ; And smile at...
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Death on the Pale Horse

John BRUCE (Minister of Low Hill Cemetery, Liverpool.) - 1827 - 12 lehte
...It is the Lord : let him do what seemeth him good." CHAPTER III. Death — certain in his approach. 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 Death ! Youth,...
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Poems ... Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, 2. köide

Mrs. Hemans - 1827
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Tiiou hast all seasons for thiue own, oh ! Death....
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Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day ...

John Johnstone - 1827
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. 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! REV....
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The Poetical Work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans, 2. köide

Mrs. Hemans - 1828
...decay, And smile at tlire — 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, And stars to set — hut ail, Thou h:ist all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. We know when moons shall wane, When...
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The American Reader: Containing Extracts Suited to Excite a Love of Science ...

George Merriam - 1828 - 276 lehte
...the princely crest; Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's hreatb, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. LESSON LXX. Skepticism. — CAMPBELL. OH ! lives there, Heaven ! beneath thy dread expanse,...
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Death's Doings: Consisting of Numerous Original Compositions, in Verse and ...

Richard Dagley - 1828
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. " 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 !"...
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The Sacred Lyre, Comprising Poems, Devotional, Moral and Preceptive ...

1828 - 360 lehte
...began, Of HIM afford no other trace Than this, — THERE LIVED A HAN ! MONTGOMERY. THE HOUR OF DEATH. 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 ! Day...
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