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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 poetical work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans - Page 115
by Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1828
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Spirit of the English Magazines

1824
...Ike open ing rose. Hay look lilu things too glorious for decay, And smile al ti<e : but tbou art none of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey. Leaves hare ibeir time to fall, And Dowers to wither at the north wind's breath, Aad stars to set ; — but...
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The Friendly visitor, publ by W.C. Wilson

William Carus Wilson
...Well, he surely does look better :" but ah ! our heavenly Father's thoughts and ways are not as ours. "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."...
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The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 10

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth - 1824
...addressed include the whole adulterated) population of these commercial realms ! Z. THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams of sleep,...
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New Monthly Magazine, Volume 10

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth - 1824
...and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thce ! — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize...have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'» breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death...
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The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 7

Technology & Engineering - 1824
...addressed include the whole adult (crated) population of these commercial realms ! Z. THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind'« breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh, Death...
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The Tract magazine; or, Christian miscellany. [Continued as] The Tract ...

Tract magazine - 1865
...dawn began death's dread progress, and the harvest of this Great Reaper extends over all the year. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither, at the north wind's breath, And stara to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death !"...
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Select poetry; chiefly on subjects connected with religion

Select poetry - 1825
...and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee ! — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death. We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's...
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The league of the Alps, The siege of Valencia, The vespers of Palermo, and ...

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1826
...— and thou art there. Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. THE RELEASE OF TASSO. THERE came a bard to Rome ; he brought a lyre Of sounds to peal through Rome's...
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The League of the Alps: The Seige of Valencia, The Vespers of Palermo, and ...

Mrs. Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 480 pages
...press'd The wounds, to stanch their tide — Unknown, on that meek humble breast, THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night for the dreams of sleep,...
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The league of the Alps, The siege of Valencia, The vespers of Palermo, and ...

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Andrews Norton - 1826
...Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee—but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize...to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's hreath, And stars to set—but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh! Death. We know when moons...
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