 | English poets - 1801 - 454 páginas
...will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band. But time did beckon to the flow'rs, and they By noon, most cunningly, did steal away, And wither in my hand. Time's gentle admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 474 páginas
...; at the former of which he built a parsonage, and at the latter a church. He died in 1632-3. LIFE. But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wiilicr'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking,... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1824 - 312 páginas
...pusy, while the day ran by ; ' Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band : ' But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand.'* HERBERT. MUTABILITY is the everlasting theme of lamentation with poets, historians,... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 408 páginas
...a posie while the day ran by ; Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band : But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away And wither in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart, I took, without more thinking, in good part,... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 478 páginas
...Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie 0 l> t••j IM .. i' » , w '• '.I it. : But time Jid beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away And wither in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart. | >i I took, without more thinking, in good part,... | |
 | Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - 402 páginas
...posy, while the day ran by : " Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band." But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1836 - 402 páginas
...eager hopes ; never again shall we find the same " Glory in the grass or splendour in the flower." The dews upon the herbage are dried up. The morning...your time ye spent !"* We ought then to pause for a while — to review the past — to gather around us the memories and the warnings of experience... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1836 - 720 páginas
...eager hopes ; — never again shall we find the same " Glory in the grass or splendour in the flower." The dews upon the herbage are dried up. The morning...by, But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By npon most cunningly did steal away And wither in the hand. Farewell, dear flowers, sweetly your time... | |
 | George Herbert - 1838 - 406 páginas
...a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band. But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 400 páginas
...posy, while the day ran by : " Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band." But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart; I took, without more thinking, in... | |
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LIFE. I MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band. 
