 SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright — The bridal of the earth and sky! 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...  Religious Poems - Strana 126upravili: - 1886 - 335 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | George Herbert - 1638 - 220 str.
...(lull weep thy fill to night ; For ihou muft die. Sweet rofe,:whofe hew angry and brave Bids the rafli gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou mull die. Sweet fpring, full of fweet dayes arid ro&s, 1 A box where fweets compafted lie j My mufick... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1653 - 306 str.
...jhal weep thy fall to night, for thou mujl die. Sweet Rofe,whofe hew angry andbrav? Bids the rajJj gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, and thou mujl die . Sweet Spring,fnloffweetdays & rofes, A box where Jweets compaSled lie ; My Mufickfoewesyou... | |
 | George Herbert - 1667 - 362 str.
...night ; . _ For thou muft die. . ." .!' -I.'-: Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is. ever in its grave, And thou muft dieSweet fpring, full of Tweet days and rofes, A box where fweets coi-npafted lie ; My Mufick... | |
 | George Herbert - 1709 - 376 str.
...weep thy Fall to night ; For thou muftdie. Sweet Rofe, wbofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh Ga2er wipe his Eye, Thy Root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet Days and Rofes, A Box where Sweets compafted lie, My Mufick fhews... | |
 | George Herbert - 1799 - 310 str.
...fhall weep thy fall to night; For thou muft die. Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet days and rofes, A box where fweets compafted lie, My mafic, fhews... | |
 | 1808 - 506 str.
...dews 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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shews you have your closes, and all must die* Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
 | 1816 - 420 str.
...dews 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...roses; A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Some exquisite ' Lines written in Early Spring,' by Mr. Wordsworth,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 str.
...The dew shall weep thy fall to night, For them must dye ! Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must dye ! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie : My musick shews,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 str.
...The dew shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must dye ! Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thon must dye ! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie : My... | |
 | Susan Ferrier - 1818 - 358 str.
...weep thy fall to night, For thou must (lit. Sweet rose! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the ra»h gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave;...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shews you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,... | |
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