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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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Lectures on English Poetry: From the Reign of Edward the Third to the Time ...

Henry Neele - English poetry - 1839 - 264 pages
...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, And all must die ! Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber...
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The Eclectic Review

English literature - 1840 - 760 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. ' Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never...
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Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].

Gems - 1841 - 624 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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The Temple: And the Country Parson

George Herbert - Christian poetry, English - 1842 - 400 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 shews ye have your closes : — And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,...
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The Eton School Magazine

College student newspapers and periodicals - 1842 - 542 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 shews ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber,...
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English country life, by Martingale

James White - 1843 - 310 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...music shows you have your closes—- And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But when the whole earth turns...
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English Country Life

Martingale - Country life - 1843 - 314 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...music shows you have your closes— And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But when the whole earth turns...
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Perennial Flowers

Children's poetry - 1843 - 184 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 show's you have your closes, And all must die.Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timbef,...
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The Complete Angler: Or, The Contemplative Man's Recreation

Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - Fishing - 1844 - 532 pages
...the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in it's grave, And thou must die ! Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shews you have your closes, And all must die ! Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season' d timber,...
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Juvenile Companion and Fireside Reader Consisting of Historical and ...

John Lauris Blake - History - 1846 - 292 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...music 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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