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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. "
Conversations at Cambridge - Sivu 63
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The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1660
...After fo many deaths I live and write, Jo I once more fmell the de wa nd rain, And relilh verfmg. O my only light, . . . . It cannot be • That I am he On whom thy tempdts fell all night IS Thefe are thy wouderf, Lord of lover To make as fee we are but flow'rs that...

The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a ...

George Herbert - 1799
...again, After fo many deaths I live and write, I once more fmell the dew and rain, And relifh verfing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempellsfell all night. Thefe are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us fee we are but flow'rs that...

Essays Designed to Afford Christian Encouragement and Consolation

John Sheppard - 1833 - 367 sivua
...weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. And now in age I hud again : After so many deaths 1 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. * Lamentations —...

Essays designed to afford Christian encouragement and consolation

John Sheppard - 1833
...weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. And now in age I bud again : After so many deaths 1 live and write : I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versiug. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. * Lamentations...

Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Nide 21

Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835
...Where all things burn, When thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? And now in age I bud again; After so many deaths I live and write,...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 ! These are thy wonders,...

Conversations at Cambridge

Robert Aris Willmott - 1836 - 292 sivua
...expected to take a lofty flight. Yet still the occasional gleams that broke in upon his sufferings, served to cheer his spirit. Once, when a tranquil...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. These are thy wonders,...

The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - 1836
...Where all things burn, when thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? And now in age I bud again : After so many deaths I live and write...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my onely light, It cannot be that I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night ! These are thy wonders,...

Sacred poetry of the seventeenth century: including the whole of Giles ...

Giles Fletcher - 1836
...Where all things burn, When thou dost turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? And now in age I bud again ; After so many deaths I live and write,...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 ! These are thy wonders,...

The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - 1836
...turn, And the least frown of thine is shown ? 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 be that I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night ! These are thy wonders,...

The Church of England quarterly review

1837
...following verses from one who, like himself, was early transplanted to an immortal Garden : — f " I bud again — After so many deaths, I live and write...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 Fall all night. * Conversations at...




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