 | 1824 - 984 oldal
...air; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth, — and thou art tktn .' Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...rend The skies;— and swords beat down the princely crmt ' Leaves вате their tie* to fall, Afld flowers to wither at tire north wind's breath, And... | |
 | William Carus Wilson - 1840 - 644 oldal
...Well, he surely does look better :" but ah ! our heavenly Father's thoughts and ways are not as ours. "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."... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 oldal
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou an there ! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death ! f. II. MY UNCLE: — л PORTRAIT. "Tbis fellow, now, Is like an over-rlpe melon— rough... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 oldal
...And the world calls us forth — and thou art there ! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath ihc shadow of the elm to rest; Thou art where foe meets...crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to witherat the North-wind's brealh, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own,... | |
 | 1824 - 624 oldal
...addressed include the whole adult (crated) population of these commercial realms ! Z. THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'« breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death... | |
 | 1865 - 346 oldal
...dawn began death's dread progress, and the harvest of this Great Reaper extends over all the year. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither, at the north wind's breath, And stara to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death !"... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 oldal
...air; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth— and thou art there ! Thou art where friend meets friend Beneath the shadow...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death. KNELL of departed years, Thy voice is sweet to me : It wakes no sad foreboding fears, Calls forth no... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 oldal
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 oldal
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 oldal
...the air ; Thou art around us hi our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth—and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest— Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set—but... | |
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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 ! THE LOST PLEIAD. 
