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" SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, 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.... "
Catholic World - Page 388
1876
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Marriage: A Novel

Susan Ferrier - English fiction - 1847 - 168 pages
...the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its crave ; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted...My music shows you have your closes ; And all must dio. Only a sweet and virtuous eoul, • Like season'd timber, never gives ; But when the whole world...
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Biographia Literaria, Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., Volume 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - Aesthetics - 1847 - 376 pages
...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 lie : My music shows, ye have your closes, And all must die. THE BOSOM SIN: A SONNET BY GEORGE HERBERT. Lord, with what care...
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Biographia Literaria, Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., Volume 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - Aesthetics - 1847 - 462 pages
...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 lie : My music shews, ye have your closes, And all must die. 6 [The Synagogue, a collection of poems generally appended...
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Biographia Literaria; Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., Volume 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Criticism - 1848 - 378 pages
...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 lie : My music shows, ye have your closes, And all must die. THE BOSOM SIN: A SONNET BY GEORGE HERBERT. Lord, with what care...
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The Sacred Poets of England and America: For Three Centuries

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1849 - 578 pages
...the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in the grave ; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted...music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul Like seasoned timber never gives ; But though the whole world turn to...
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Susan Greville; or, Irresolution

Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1850 - 304 pages
...Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in the grave, And thou must die. 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. " So, Mr. George is off," exclaimed Aunt Janet,...
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Pride and Irresolution: A New Series of The Discipline of Life, Volume 1

Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1850 - 302 pages
...Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in the grave, And thou must die. 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 HERBEET. " So, Mr. George is off," exclaimed Aunt Janet,...
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Pride and Irresolution: A New Series of The Discipline of Life, Volume 1

Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1850 - 302 pages
...Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in the grave, And thou must die. 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. " So, Mr. George is off," exclaimed Aunt Janet,...
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The Book of English Songs: From the Sixteenth to the Nineteenth Century

Charles Mackay - Ballads, English - 1851 - 332 pages
...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...music shows you have your closes, — And all must die ! Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 592 pages
...rash gazer wipe his eye; Thy root is ever in the grave— • And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted...shows you have your closes— • And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber never gives; But when the whole world turns to...
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