 | 1841 - 488 pàgines
...Being who never changed, but is ever the same, merciful, just, and omnipotent." — Time's Telescope. " All that we love and feel on Nature's face Bear dim...dead flowers, Are all prophetic of our own decay." R. MONTGOMERY. There are few attractions for the naturalist this month ; still, if the weather is not... | |
 | 1829 - 566 pàgines
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 | 1829 - 466 pàgines
...dart. This is the shortest day, and is, at London, 7 h. 44m. 17 s. ; allowing 9m. 5s. for refraction. All that we love and feel on Nature's face Bear dim...Where genius flashes from each living line, Hath never wandered to the tomb to see The band that penned it, and the head that thought ? Yet feelings, coloured... | |
 | 1830 - 472 pàgines
...changed, but is ever the same, merciful, just, and omnipotent. That flow along in dying music,—-leaves That fade, and drop into the frosty arms Of winter,...dead flowers, Are all prophetic of our own decay. Robert Montgomery. There are few attractions for the Naturalist this month: still, if the weather is... | |
 | Philip Tocque - 1846 - 418 pàgines
...compared to the human race passing away. "All we love and feel on Nature's face Bear dim relations to oar common doom. The clouds that blush, and die a beamy...dead flowers — Are all prophetic of our own decay." The vegetable creation, having gone through the operations of springing, flowering, and feeding, have... | |
 | Joseph Barlow Robinson - 1859 - 220 pàgines
...that blush and die a beamy death, Or weep themselves away in rain,- — the streams That flow along a dying music, — leaves That fade, and drop into the...dead flowers, — Are all prophetic of our own decay, ROBEBT MONTGOMEBY. 733. Who knows on whom the summons Of death this year may wait ! "Without a moment's... | |
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 pàgines
...marred not his slumbers — he was dead ! LEAVES. * * * Leaves, That fade and drop into the frozen arms Of winter, there to mingle with dead flowers, Are all prophetic of our own decay. THE SEA SHELL. S5. Jkrtnn. HAST thou heard of a shell on the margin of ocean, Whose pearly recesses... | |
 | Charles Graham (Baptist Minister.) - 1866 - 256 pàgines
...weeping ruin ; pensive streams, Whose tones are dying music ; leaves new-born, That fade unpitied in the frosty arms Of winter, there to mingle with dead flowers, Are all prophetic of our own decay." The older men grow, and the nearer they are to leaving the world, the more in general do their hearts... | |
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All that we love and feel on Nature's face, Bear dim relations to our common doom. The clouds that blush, and die a beamy death, Or weep themselves away in rain, — the streams 'That flow along in dying music, — leaves That fade, and drop into the... 