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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... "
Poems, chiefly lyrical, compiled and arranged by G.H. Strutt - Page 167
by George H Strutt - 1866 - 240 pages
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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...
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Culled Flowers

M. S. - English poetry - 1839 - 175 pages
...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 at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O, Death !...
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The voice of conscience

mrs. Quintin Kennedy - Methodism - 1840 - 310 pages
...affectionate intercourse with her brother; and thus all seemed smoothed in our path. CHAPTER XIII. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...: but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 death ! F. HEMANS. THUS time passed on — years glided by, with rapid movement — no event of stirring...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

Fitz-Greene Halleck - English poetry - 1840
...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...set ; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh ! Death. LORD BYRON. 1788-1824. THE DREAM. OUR life is twofold : sleep hath its own world, A boundary...
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Unitarianism tried by Scripture and experience: a compilation of treatises ...

Unitarianism - 1840
...TESTIMONY INESTIMABLE VALUE AND SUPPORTING EFFICACY ATONEMENT. MRS. HBMANS'S DYING TESTIMONY, ETC. " Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither...— but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 Death!" WHO, that knows anything of the literature of the present century, is not familiar with the...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...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...
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The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...THE HOUR OF DEATH. ' II eat dans la Nature d'aimer a Be livrer a 1'idSe meme qu'on redoute." Corinne. 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! Day...
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 6

1841
...solstice! But death is monarch of all hours — truly has the poetess sung — ' Leaves have ilnn- time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's...to set ; — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thinn own, O Death !' THE YEARS. WAKEN ! the festal song ! Voice of the harp, arise ! In notes full...
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The Western Messenger, Volume 8

Unitarianism - 1841
...the hour may come when we least look for it. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither in the north wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasom for thine own, O Death ! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross...
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The Scottish Christian Herald

Church history - 1841
...yielding to the destroyer, as well as of the gathering of the grey hairs of the aged to the grave, " Leaves have their time to fall. And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath. And stars to set — but all. Thou haat all seasons for thine own, O, Death !...
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