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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. "
Glorious Companions: Five Centuries of Anglican Spirituality - الصفحة 68
بواسطة Richard H. Schmidt - 2002 - عدد الصفحات: 360
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The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1660 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 394
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...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, المجلد 21

Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...is not the zone 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...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 - عدد الصفحات: 390
...is not the zone 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...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 ..., المجلد 1

Giles Fletcher - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...is not the zone 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...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

Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...following verses from the poems of one, who, like himself, was early transplanted into an immortal Garden. I bud again — After so many deaths, I live and write;...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. 0 my only LIGHT, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. These are thy wonders,...

The Works of George Herbert, المجلد 2

George Herbert - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...is not the zone 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 ; 1 once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing : O my only light, It cannot be That I am...

The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...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,...




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