 | Mr. Faversham, Mrs. Woodward, Author of Ellen Clinton - 1873 - 446 str.
...for corroding grief, Pour blessings round thee like a shower of gold ? 'Tis when the rose is wrapped in many a fold, Close to its heart, the worm is wasting...leaf, its bosom, rich and fair, Breathes freely its perfume throughout the ambient air." CAELOS WILCOX. MR. FAVERSHAM had no intention of withdrawing from... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 str.
...a fold Close to its heart, the worm is wasting there Its life and beauty ; not when, all unroll'd, Leaf after leaf, its bosom rich and fair Breathes freely its perfumes throughout the imbient air. Wake, thou that slecpest in enchanted bowers, Lest these lost years should haunt thee... | |
 | James Yeames - 1874 - 88 str.
...a fold, Close to its heart, the worm is wasting there Its life and beauty ; not when, all unroll'd, Leaf after leaf, its bosom, rich and fair, Breathes freely its perfumes throughout the ambient air. " Beware lest thou, from sloth that would appear But lowliness of mind, with joy proclaim Thy want... | |
 | Ray Palmer - 1876 - 390 str.
...for corroding grief? Pour blessings round tliee like a shower of gold ! 'Tis when the rose is wrapped in many a fold Close to its heart, the worm is wasting...Breathes freely its perfumes throughout the ambient air. CARLOS WILCOX. THERE blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links... | |
 | Ray Palmer - 1876 - 382 str.
...for corroding grief? Pour blessings round thee like a shower of gold ! 'Tis when the rose is wrapped in many a fold Close to its heart, the worm is wasting...Breathes freely its perfumes throughout the ambient air. CARLOS WILCOX. THERE blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links... | |
 | Tryon Edwards - 1877 - 398 str.
...the deepest grief? Pour blessings round thee, like a shower of gold. 'Tis when the rose is wrapped in many a fold, Close to its heart the worm is wasting...leaf, its bosom rich and fair, Breathes freely its perfume throughout the ambient air. — C. WILCOX. God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labor... | |
 | Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877 - 766 str.
...a fold, Close to its heart, the worm is wasting there Its life and beauty ; not when, all unroll'd, hs that wake To perish never— Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor man nor Wake, thou that sleepest in enchanted bowers, Lest these lost years should haunt thee on the night... | |
 | World - 1880 - 796 str.
...heart oppressed by woes untold ? Balm wouldst thou gather for corroding grief? Pour blessings rouud thee, like a shower of gold. "Tis when the rose is...Breathes freely its perfumes, throughout the ambient ?.ir. Rouse to some work of high and holy love, And thou an angel's happiness shalt know ; Shalt bless... | |
 | Alexander Henley Grant - 1881 - 416 str.
...sorrow find a sweet relief? Or is thy heart oppressed with woes untold ? Balm wouldst thou gather for corroding grief? Pour blessings round thee like a...Breathes freely its perfumes throughout the ambient air. Wake, thou that sleepest in enchanted bowars, I.est these lost years should haunt thee on the night... | |
 | Otis Henry Tiffany - 1883 - 954 str.
...a fold Close to its heart, the worm is wasting there Its life and beauty ; not when, all unroll'd, Leaf after leaf, its bosom, rich and fair, Breathes freely its perfumes throughout the ambient air. Wake, thou that sleepest in enchanted bowers, 220 TO THE SILENT RIVER. Lest these lost years should... | |
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Wouldst thou from sorrow find a sweet relief? Or is thy heart oppressed with woes untold ? Balm wouldst thou gather for corroding grief? Pour blessings round thee like a shower of gold. — 'Tis when the rose is... 
