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 die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted... The United States Literary Gazette - 153 ÆäÀÌÁö1825Àüüº¸±â - µµ¼ Á¤º¸
 | Cynosure - 1837
...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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never... | |
 | George Herbert - 1838 - 361 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never... | |
 | Caleb Sprague Henry, Joseph Green Cogswell - 1838
...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 die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and rosea, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only... | |
 | 1838
...to-night, — For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Rid« the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave, — And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet day« and rom ; ¬ bux, where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows ye have your clow», — And all... | |
 | Francis Lister Hawks - 1838
...fall to night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bida the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full cf sweet days and roses, A hox where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1839
...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...roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1839 - 229 ÆäÀÌÁö
...to-night, For thou must die ! Sweet Rose I whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die ! Sweet Spring I full of sweet days and roses, A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My Music shews you have your closes,... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840
...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...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. MICHAEL DRAYTON.... | |
 | 1840
...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...A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows ye have your closes : And all must die. ' Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 716 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives. JOHN MARSTON.... | |
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