...touch'd by sorrow's tears, Will never shine so bright again. Ib. SONG — By Mr. R. Wilde, of Georgia. Mr life is like the summer rose, That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, Is scatter'd on the ground to die: But on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed,...

...Joseph Buonaparte'' lives the life of a plain country gentleman. THE AMERICAN MUSE. No. 4. STANZAS. Mr life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, fa scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are »bed,...

...grateful Tenantry, being one of the most lenient Landlords in this Land of -aristocratic peculation. My life is like the Summer Rose, That opens to the morning :Sky : .; ; i . But e're the shade ,of evening' clege, Is scatter'd on the ground to die. But on the Rose's...

...moots in the court of the muses, with as much ingenuity as the barrister in his own court. STANZAS. My life is like the summer rose That opens to the...evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if she wept such waste to see...

...he thought none mark'd him, he would weep, Or sing this song of wo which still our maidens keep. " My life is like the "summer rose That opens to the morning sky, And ere the shades of evening close, Is scatter'd on the ground — to die ! Yet on that rose's humble...

...News-Letter.) ANSWER, BT J. O'LEARY, ESQ. CORK. TO P. O'KELLY, ESQ. ON READING HIS SIMILE BEGINNING " My life is like the summer rose " That opens to the morning sky." Dark and cheerless rose the day, Not one glimpse of Solar ray ; Shone to dissipate the gloom Brooding...

...every other, and no one has a right to throw the least impediment in his way. STANZAS BY Mr. RH WILDE. My life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But, ere the shades of evening close, 1ч scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are ehed,...

...sometimes described on the maps as the bay of Espiritu Santo. BIT LIFE IS LIKE THE SUMMER ROSE. MT life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, And ere the shades of evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die; Yet on that rose's humble bed...

...reigns, with ceaseless sway ; And ever shall my hymn to Thee, Grateful, anticipate the day ! VERSES. " MY life is like the summer rose, That opens to the...of evening close Is scattered on the ground to die. But on the rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed ; As if she wept such waste to see,...

...cherish her grief, she was invariably cheerful, and never let fall a hasty or querulous word. MY LIFE. My life is like the summer rose, That opens to the...evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die. But on that rose's humble bed, The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if Heav'n wept such waste to...