 | George Herbert - 1638 - 220 páginas
...line, Seill upwards bent, as if heav'n were mine own, Thy anger comes, and I decline : What ( i oft to that ? what pole is not the zone Where all things burn, When thoudoirturn, And theleaft frown of thine istiionn ? And now in age I bud again, After fo many deaths... | |
 | George Herbert - 1703 - 450 páginas
...Line : Still upwards bent, as if Heav'n were mine own,. Thy Anger comes, and I decline: What Froft to that ? What Pole is not the Zone Where all things burn, When thou doft turii, And the leaft Frown of thine is fhown? And now in Age I bud again, After fo many Deaths... | |
 | George Herbert - 1709 - 376 páginas
...Still upwards-bent, as if Heav'n were mine own, Thy Anger comes, and I decline .What Froft>to4hat ? What Pole is not the Zone Where all things burn, "When thou doft turn, And the leaft Frown of thine is fho\vn ? • Arid how m Age I bud again, After fo many Deaths... | |
 | 1839 - 1092 páginas
...anger comes, and I decline : *!>at frost to that I What pole is not the lone Where all things bum. When thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown I " Aad now In age I bad again. After 10 many deaths I live and write, I once man smell the dew ind... | |
 | Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - 402 páginas
...sins and I joining together. But, while I grow in a straight line, Still upwards bent, as if heav'n were mine own, Thy anger comes, and I decline : What...bud again; After so many deaths I live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 páginas
...sins and I joyning together. But, while I grow in a straight line, Still upwards bent, as if heav'n were mine own, Thy anger comes, and I decline. What...bud again : After so many deaths I live and write : I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my onely light, It cannot be that I am... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 400 páginas
...sins and I joining together. But, while I grow in a straight line, Still upwards bent, as if heav'n were mine own, Thy anger comes, and I decline : What...bud again ; After so many deaths I live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 páginas
...sins and I joyuing together. But, while I grow in a straight line, Still upwards bent, as if heav'n were mine own, Thy anger comes, and I decline. What...And now in age I bud again : After so many deaths I'live and write : I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my onely light, It cannot... | |
 | George Herbert - 1838 - 408 páginas
...sins and I joining together. But while I grow in a straight line, Still upwards bent, as if heaven were mine own, Thy anger comes, and I decline : What...I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write ; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : O my only light, It cannot be That I am... | |
 | 1858 - 498 páginas
...relations, but we seem also to survive ourtelves. And with my good George Herbert I may now say, " And now, in age, I bud again, After sO many deaths I live and write, I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing." I was bom at the village of Guysmore, on the... | |
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And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. 
