 | George Merriam - 1828 - 282 pages
...decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of tho'se 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 — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death.... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1829 - 346 pages
...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 the north- wind's breath, THE LOST PLEIAD. "Like the lost Pleiad seen nO more below." — BTRON. AND... | |
 | Levi Washburn Leonard - 1830 - 228 pages
...partner once, of Tiney's box, Must soon partake his grave tESSON 56. Death comes at all Seasons. Leares have their time to fall, .And flowers to wither at...; — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own — O, death. Day is for mortal care ; 'five for glad meetings round the joyous hearth ; Night for... | |
 | 1830 - 658 pages
...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, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh Death !... | |
 | 1830 - 612 pages
...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 — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thiue own, oh Death! We know when moons shall wane. When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea,... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 pages
...pressed The wounds, to staunch their tideUnknown, on that meek humble breast, Imperial Albert died ! 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, ob ! Duth.... | |
 | 1832 - 618 pages
...fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. Ora¡/. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set-out all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, О death ! Youtht and the opeuing rose, May look... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...Enough to know is given; Clouds, winds, and stars their task fulfil; Thine is to trust in Heaven!" THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the northwind's breath, And stars to set, — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own. oh! Death.... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 pages
...! Aye, let thy wan cheek burn like flame, There sits thy glory and thy shame ! DEATH. [ANONYMOUs.] 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... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 286 pages
...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...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death! LESSON SEVENTY-EIGHTH. Dr. Beattie and his Son. It is much to be desired, that, in lessons... | |
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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... 
