Death's Doings; Consisting of Numerous Original Compositions, in Verse and Prose, the Friendly Contributions of Various Writers: Principally Intended as Illustrations of Thirty Copper-plates Designed and Etched by R. Dagley. From the 2d London Ed., with Considerable Additions, Volume 1C. Ewer, 1828 - Death |
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... DEATH . " " Leaves have their time to fall , And flowers to wither as the North - wind's breath , And stars to set — but all , Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! " Day is for mortal care , Eve for glad 22 DEATH'S DOINGS .
... DEATH . " " Leaves have their time to fall , And flowers to wither as the North - wind's breath , And stars to set — but all , Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! " Day is for mortal care , Eve for glad 22 DEATH'S DOINGS .
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... thine . " 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 ripened bloom to seize their prey . " Leaves have their time to fall , And flowers to wither ...
... thine . " 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 ripened bloom to seize their prey . " Leaves have their time to fall , And flowers to wither ...
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... thine own , O Death ! " P. S. - While the early part of this INTRODUCTION was at press , but not soon enough to insert it in its proper place , we were told by a gentleman , who assures us that the correctness of his information is not ...
... thine own , O Death ! " P. S. - While the early part of this INTRODUCTION was at press , but not soon enough to insert it in its proper place , we were told by a gentleman , who assures us that the correctness of his information is not ...
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... thine the fault , if false allurements claim The fool's blind homage in thy sacred name : They are not fair who boast but outward grace- The naught but beautiful of form or face ; They are the lovely - they in whom unite Earth's ...
... thine the fault , if false allurements claim The fool's blind homage in thy sacred name : They are not fair who boast but outward grace- The naught but beautiful of form or face ; They are the lovely - they in whom unite Earth's ...
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... thine eye ! " But I did turn me , sickening with disgust ; For I beheld them mouldering into dust . " And is this all , O Beauty ! this the close Of thy brief transit ? -this thy last repose ? " As thus I spake , a slow expanding ray ...
... thine eye ! " But I did turn me , sickening with disgust ; For I beheld them mouldering into dust . " And is this all , O Beauty ! this the close Of thy brief transit ? -this thy last repose ? " As thus I spake , a slow expanding ray ...
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Page 358 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Page 6 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Page 23 - Is it when spring's first gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie? Is it when roses in our paths grow pale? They have one season— all are ours to die...
Page 6 - Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
Page 25 - And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?
Page 23 - ... round the joyous hearth; Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer But all for thee, thou Mightiest of the earth! The banquet hath its hour, Its feverish hour of mirth, and song, and wine; There comes a day for grief's o'erwhelming power, A time for softer tears - but all are thine.
Page 22 - There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for one star differeth from another star in glory. So also is the resurrection of the dead.
Page 425 - Nay, let me tell you, there be many that have forty times our estates, that would give the greatest part of it to be healthful and cheerful like us, who, with the expense of a little money, have eat, and drank, and laughed, and angled, and sung, and slept securely ; and rose next day, and cast away care, and sung, and laughed, and angled again, which are blessings rich men cannot purchase with all their money.
Page 22 - Death. Day is for mortal care ; Eve, for glad meetings round the joyous hearth ; Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer ,— But all for thee, thou Mightiest of the earth.
Page 417 - I mean, with inclinations to it, though both may be heightened by discourse and practice : but he that hopes to be a good angler, must not only bring an inquiring, searching, observing wit, but he must bring a large measure of hope and patience, and a love and propensity to the art itself; but having once got and practised it, then doubt not but Angling will prove to be so pleasant that it will prove to be, like virtue, a reward to itself.