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" heart Could have recover"d greenness ? It was gone Quite underground : as flowers depart To see their mother-root, when they have blown; Where they together, All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. These are thy wonders, Lord of power!... "
The Holly and Mistletoe: Beautiful Bouquets, Culled from the Poets of All ... - 41. oldal
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The Temple,: Sacred Poems, and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1638 - 220 oldal
...Like (how in May, As if there were no fuch cold thing.' Quite under ground, as flow'rs depart To fee their mother-root, when they have blown £ Where they...together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep houfe unknown* Who would have thought my (hrivel'd heart Could hare recover 'd grecnnefle ? It was...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1660 - 444 oldal
...away . . « Quite under ground, as flow'rs depart j« To fee their Mother-root, when they haveWowa; Where they together All the hard weather Dead to the world, keep houfe unknown. Who would have thought my flirivel'd heart Could have recover'd greennefs ? It was gone...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The ..., 1-2. kötet

George Herbert - 1667 - 362 oldal
...cold thfng. Who would have thought my (hrivel'd heart ild have recover'd greennefs ? It was gone fee their Mother-root, when they have blown ; Where they...together All the hard weather Dead to the world, keep houfe unknown. Quite under ground> as flow'rsdepart v Andlup to heaven in an hour; ;ing a chiming of...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1703 - 450 oldal
...ihriv'ld Heart Could have recover'd Greennefs ? It was gone Quite under Ground, as Flow'rs depart To fee their Mother-root, when they have blown; Where they...together All the hard Weather Dead to the World, keep Houfe unknown. 'Thefe are thy Wonders, Lord of Power, Killing and qmck'ning, bringing down to Hell...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1709 - 376 oldal
...It was gone Quite under Ground, as Flow'rs depart To fee their Mother-root, when they have blown 5 Where they together All the hard Weather Dead to the World, keep Hpufe unknown, And up to Heav'n in an Hour j Making a chiming of a Failing-bell. We lay amifs, This...

The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799 - 310 oldal
...fhrivel'd heart Could have rccover'd greennefs ? It was gone Quite under ground, as flow'rs depart To fee their mother-root, when they have blown; Where they...together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep houfe unknown, And up to heav'n in an hour j Making a chiming of a paffing-bell. We f&y amiTs, This...

The Christian Poet; Or, Selections in Verse on Sacred Subjects

James Montgomery - 1828 - 1058 oldal
...tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Where they together, All the hard weather, Dead to...These are thy wonders, Lord of power, Killing and quickening, bringing down to hell And up to heaven in an hour; Making a chiming of a passing-bell....

Essays Designed to Afford Christian Encouragement and Consolation

John Sheppard - 1833 - 404 oldal
...with that grateful wonder which betokens no feigned experience. " Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recover'd greenness ? It was gone...hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. And now in age I bud again : After so many deaths 1 live and write: I once more smell the dew and rain,...

Essays Designed to Afford Christian Encouragement and Consolation

John Sheppard - 1833 - 394 oldal
...with that grateful wonder which betokens no feigned experience. " Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recover'd greenness ? It was gone...Quite underground : as flowers depart To see their mother-rout when they have blown; Where they, together, All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep...

Reflections adapted to the holy seasons of the Christian and ecclesiastical year

John Brewster - 1834 - 382 oldal
...if there were no such cold thing. " Who would have thought my shrivell'd heart Could have recovered greenness ? It was gone Quite under-ground, as flowers...These are thy wonders, Lord of power, Killing and quickening, bringing down to hell And up,to heaven in an hour ; Making a chiming of a passing bell...




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