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" 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 ÆäÀÌÁö
1825
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 558 ÆäÀÌÁö
...die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye; Thy root is ever in the grave— • And thou must die. Sweet spring, full...all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber never gives; But when the whole world turns to coal— Then chiefly lives." Besides...
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Selections from the Christian Poets, Ancient and Modern

Christian poets - 1851 - 431 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 shews ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber,...
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The Life and Writings of the Rev. George Herbert: With the Synagogue, in ...

George Herbert - 1851 - 443 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...roses; A box, where sweets compacted lie ; My music shews ye have your closes :— And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,...
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Words that Taste Good

Bill Moore - 1987 - 175 ÆäÀÌÁö
...WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Fifteen wild Decembers From these brown hills have melted into spring. EMILY BRONTE Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie. GEORGE HERBERT A lot of sweets here, but it works. Well-apparelled April on the heel of limping winter...
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The Complete English Poems

George Herbert - 1991 - 460 ÆäÀÌÁö
...fall tonight; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave 5 Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye: Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must...days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; 10 My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned...
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The Cambridge Companion to English Poetry, Donne to Marvell

Thomas N. Corns, Senior Lecturer Department of English Thomas N Corns, University of Cambridge - 1993 - 306 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 die. Sweet spring, full of sweet dayes and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; My musick shows ye have your closes, And all must...
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George Herbert: The Critical Heritage

C. A. Patrides - 1995 - 390 ÆäÀÌÁö
...fall to night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angrie 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 dayes and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; My musick shows ye have your closes, And all must...
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Famous Lines: A Columbia Dictionary of Familiar Quotations

Robert Andrews - 1997 - 625 ÆäÀÌÁö
...US songwriter. "June is Bustin' Out All Over" (song), Carousel (stage musical, 1945; film, 1956). 4 Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. GEORGE HERBERT, (1593-1633) British poet, clergyman. "Virtue,"...
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The Classic Hundred Poems: All-time Favorites

William Harmon, Professor William Harmon - 1998 - 360 ÆäÀÌÁö
...fall tonight; 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 seasoned timber, never...
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Time of Our Lives: The Science of Human Aging

Tom Kirkwood - 2001 - 288 ÆäÀÌÁö
...day. CHAPTER 3 What's in a name? 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. George Herbert, Virtue' So Mr Hoddle died of old age? No doubt the nurse was right, but I doubt if...
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