 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 pages
...press'd The wounds, to staunch their tide — Unknown, on that meek humble breast, Imperial Albert died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. 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.... | |
 | 1828 - 398 pages
...since the world began, Of HIM afford no other trace Than this, — THERE LIVED A HAN ! MONTGOMERY. THE HOUR OF DEATH. 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 ! Day... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 pages
...wounds, to staunch their tide — • • Unknown, on that meek humble breast, Imperial Albert died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. 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 fo r thine own, oh ! Death.... | |
 | Richard Dagley - 1828 - 562 pages
...miscellaneous as it is, yet in its general character is calculated to lead the mind to a contemplation of "THE HOUR OF DEATH." " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither as the North-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast it/I seasons for thine own, O Death... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 282 pages
...decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of tho'se 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 — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death.... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1829 - 346 pages
...Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the the north- wind's breath, THE LOST PLEIAD. "Like the lost Pleiad seen nO more below." — BTRON. AND... | |
 | 1830 - 658 pages
...decay, 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 — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh Death !... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 pages
...pressed The wounds, to staunch their tideUnknown, on that meek humble breast, Imperial Albert died ! THE HOUR OF DEATH. 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, ob ! Duth.... | |
 | 1832 - 618 pages
...fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. Ora¡/. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set-out all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, О death ! Youtht and the opeuing rose, May look... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...Enough to know is given; Clouds, winds, and stars their task fulfil; Thine is to trust in Heaven!" THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the northwind's breath, And stars to set, — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own. oh! Death.... | |
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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... 
