 | William Carus Wilson - 1837 - 668 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril, every hour ! Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of...youth's soft cheek decay, And fate descend in sudden mght On manhood's middle day. Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly tow'ards the tomb, And... | |
 | William Carus Wilson - 1844 - 638 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's soft check decay ; And fate descend in sudden night On manhood's middle day. Our eyes have seed the steps... | |
 | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1828 - 138 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour ! Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of...seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb, And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come ? Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour ! Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of...seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb, And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come ? t Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger... | |
 | 1828 - 398 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour ! Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of...day. Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly t' wards the tomh, And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come ? Turn mortal,... | |
 | 1828 - 814 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour ! Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of...soft cheek decay, And fate descend in sudden night _ •. On manhood's middle day. Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly t' wards the tomb,... | |
 | Josiah Pratt - 1829 - 536 páginas
...passing: breeze, And lurks' in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour ! 4 Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of Youth's soft...Fate descend in sudden night On Manhood's middle day. 5 Our eyes have seen the steps of Age Halt feebly to the tomb ; And yet shall earth our hearts engage,... | |
 | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1830 - 204 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's...seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb, And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to coma ': Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1830 - 204 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's...seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb, And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come .' Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1830 - 210 páginas
...rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's...seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb, And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to coma ? Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger... | |
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Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's soft cheek decay, And Fate descend in sudden night On manhood's middle day. 
