 | 1844 - Страниц: 496
...name of JOUN B. DWIGHT. " Leaves have their time to fall, And Mowers to wither at tho north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ' Death." But to return — for we fear, kind reader, lest we should weary your patience in these discursive... | |
 | 1844 - Страниц: 298
...forth — and thou art there ! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest ; Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords bear down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's... | |
 | Freemasons. Grand Lodge of Iowa - 1901 - Страниц: 786
...welfare of the craft at heart. I now stand before you to render an account of my stewardship. NECROLOGY. "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." As... | |
 | 1844 - Страниц: 484
...hour would Eulogy herself be silent, as she reads upon the coffin lid the name of JOHN B. DWIGBT. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And slant to set — but all, Thou bast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - Страниц: 494
...us forth, and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest ; Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets...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 ! LESSON... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - Страниц: 490
...fades, and the entire plant decays. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets...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 !... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - Страниц: 540
...forth — and thou art there! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest ; Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets...have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set; — but all, Thou hast AM. seasons for thine own, O Death! MRS.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Страниц: 558
...deca*. 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 — hut all Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer-birds... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - Страниц: 374
...Sword ! " 2. Solemnity. " 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 ! " We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1845 - Страниц: 382
...forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beats down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's... | |
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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. 
