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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 League of the Alps: The Seige of Valencia, The Vespers of Palermo, and ... - Page 83
by Mrs. Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 480 pages
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The Forest Sanctuary: With Other Poems

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - English poetry - 1835 - 324 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 north-wind's breath, THE LOST PLEIAD. " Like the lo«t Pleiad seen no more below." — BYRON. AND is there glory from the...
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The Mourner's book

Lady - Bereavement - 1836 - 320 pages
...brave, and the proud, and the just, Ye are hastening to dust! ye are hastening to duat ! ANONYMOUS. THE HOUR OF DEATH. LEAVES have their time to fall,...north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hait all reasons for thine own, O Death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve for glad meetings round the joyous...
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The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One Volume

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1836 - 444 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, oh ! Death....
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The Early Called, The Stoic, and The Lansbys of Lansby Hall

Caroline Bowles Southey - English fiction - 1836 - 202 pages
...JAMESES TB £ £ T . •Vi THE EARLY CALLED. BY TU AUTHOR OF CHAPTERS ON CHURCHYARDS. V CHAPTER I. " 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 Ladies' Wreath: A Selection from the Female Poetic Writers of England ...

American poetry - 1837 - 408 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 north-wind's breath, KINDRED HEARTS. OH ! ask not, hope thou not too much Of sympathy below ! Few are the hearts whence...
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EXTRACTS FROM THE DIARY AND OTHER MANUSCRIPTS OF THE LATE FREDERIC JAMES ...

Frederic James Post, of Islington - 1838
...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...— 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 jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from ...

Jewel - History - 1839
...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 North-wind's breath, And stars to set — hut all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! MRS. HEMANS. PRAYER AT EARLY MORN. WHEN...
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The works of Mrs Hemans;: with a memoir of her life,

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1839
...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 north-wind's breath, And stars to set—but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death! THE LOST PLEIAD. " Like the lost Pleiad...
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Culled flowers [an anthology of verse, selected by M.S.].

Culled flowers - 1839
...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 North. wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou has all seasons for thine own, O, Death. p....
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