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" The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted... "
The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue - Page 74
by George Herbert - 1667
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The Temple,: Sacred Poems, and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1638 - 220 pages
...(lull weep thy fill to night ; For ihou muft die. Sweet rofe,:whofe hew angry and brave Bids the rafli gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou mull die. Sweet fpring, full of fweet dayes arid ro&s, 1 A box where fweets compafted lie j My mufick...
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The Complete Angler: Or, The Contemplative Man's Recreation

Izaak Walton, Phoebe Atwood Taylor - 1653 - 280 pages
...jhal weep thy fall to night, • for thou muft die. Sweet Rofe,whofe hew angry and brave Bids the ra/h gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, and thou muft die. Sweet Springfulofjweet days G? rofes, A box where Jweets compaSled lie ; My Mtifickjhewesyou have...
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The Complete Angler; Or, The Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Fac ...

Izaak Walton - 1653 - 306 pages
...jhal weep thy fall to night, for thou mujl die. Sweet Rofe,whofe hew angry andbrav? Bids the rajJj gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, and thou mujl die . Sweet Spring,fnloffweetdays & rofes, A box where Jweets compaSled lie ; My Mufickfoewesyou...
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The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799 - 310 pages
...fo bright, The bridal of the earth and fky, The dew fhall weep thy fall to night; For thou muft die. Sweet Rofe, whofe hue angry and brave Bids the rafh...eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou muft die. Sweet Spring, full of fweet days and rofes, A box where fweets compafted lie, My mafic, fhews...
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Selection of Poems ...

1808 - 506 pages
...shall weep thy fall to night, for thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, and thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shews...
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Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1816 - 420 pages
...shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet SPRING ! full of sweet days and roses; A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shows...
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Biographia Literaria: Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., Volume 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 pages
...shall weep thy fall to night, For them must dye ! Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must dye ! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie : My musick...
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Biographia Literaria: Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., Volume 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 pages
...shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must dye ! Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave, And thon must dye ! Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A nest, where sweets compacted lie : My...
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Marriage: A Novel ...

Susan Ferrier - 1818 - 358 pages
...weep thy fall to night, For thou must (lit. Sweet rose! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the ra»h gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shews...
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Marriage: A Novel ...

Susan Ferrier - 1819 - 364 pages
...shall weep thy fall to night, For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave ; And thou must die. Sweet spring ! full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shews...
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