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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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Christian Classics... with Notices Biographical and Critical, Nide 3

James Hamilton - 1859 - 444 sivua
...Where all things burn, When tliou 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,...cannot be That I am he, On whom Thy tempests fell at night ! These are Thy wonders, Lord of love! To make us see we are but flow'rs that glide : Which...

Our Christian Classics: Readings from the Best Divines with Notices ..., Nide 3

James Hamilton - 1859 - 444 sivua
...least frown of thine is shown? And now in age I bud again ; After so many deaths I live and write, It cannot be That I am he, On whom Thy tempests fell at night! These are Thy wonders, Lord of love! To make us see we are but flow'rs that glide: Which...

English sacred poetry, of the sixteenth, seventeenth, eighteenth and ...

Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott - 1862 - 418 sivua
...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 ruy only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom Thy tempests fell all night. These are Thy wonders,...

The Congregational Review, Nide 3

1863 - 668 sivua
...Where all things burn, AVhen 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...

English Sacred Poetry of the Sixteenth, Seventeenth, Eighteenth, and ...

Robert Aris Willmott - 1863 - 420 sivua
...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,...

Littell's Living Age, Nide 78

1863 - 648 sivua
...Where all things burn, When Thou dost turn, And the least frown of ThinC'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 ; Oh, my onely light, It cannot be That I am he On whom Thy tempests fell at night. These are thy wonders,...

The Boston Review, Nide 3

1863 - 658 sivua
...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...

The Poetical Works of George Herbert: With a Memoir of the Author, & Notes

George Herbert - 1863 - 372 sivua
...is shown? /v " \\ -. " - , r And now hi age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write ; 1 once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : 0 my onely light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night. These are thy wonders,...

The Months: Illustrated by Pen and Pencil

Months - 1864 - 262 sivua
...groaning thither. Nor doth my flower Want a Spring shower ; My sins and I joining together. 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. Oh ! my only Light, THE FIRST SWALLOW. 75 It cannot be That I am he On whom Thy tempests fell at night...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations, with A priest to the ...

George Herbert - 1865 - 348 sivua
...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, I once more smell the dew and rain, A relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night....




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