 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 492 páginas
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, KINDRED HEARTS. OH... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 426 páginas
...HOUR OF DEATH. n est dans la Nature d 'aimer a se livrer a 1'iJee meme qu'on redoute. — Corinne. 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. Day is for mortal care, Eve, for... | |
 | Frederic James Post, of Islington - 1838 - 528 páginas
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art, where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 306 páginas
...the air, Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth—and thou art there ! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, LINES ON THE DEATH... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 páginas
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there ! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set... | |
 | M. S. - 1839 - 194 páginas
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North. wind's breath, And stars to set... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 páginas
...air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1839 - 362 páginas
...the air; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth—and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set—but... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 304 páginas
...the air, Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth—and thou art there ! Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, LINES ON THE DEATH... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 380 páginas
...air; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow...The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set... | |
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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 ! THE LOST PLEIAD. 
