...poems, was probably the elegiac stave, with the first and third verses doubled. I made a nosegay, as the day ran by — Here will I smell my remnant out and tye My life within this band — But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly...

...affected taste •which, marred the verses upon Virtue, is also discoverable here : — 1 made a posie while the day ran by; Here will I smell my remnant...and they By noon most cunningly did steal away And wither in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart. I took, without more thinking, in good...

...things of time, forget their home in heaven ! SUMMER FLOWERS. " We made a poesy while Time ran by. But Time did beckon to the flowers, — and they, By noon most cunningly did steal away. And wither in the hand!" GEORGE HERBERT. Fade not so fast — ye lovely things ! Sweet rose, — why change...

...flowers of time, for them no longer young and blooming ? " We made a posy while the time ran by, ***** But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, ***** And wither in the hand : Farewell dear flowers !" But why, it may perhaps be asked, should this feeling...

...spill, Only to purchase my good-will ; — Yet use I not my foes, as I use thee ! arfe. I MADE a posy, while the day ran by ; " Here will I smell my remnant...and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And withered in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart. I took, without more thinking, in...

...ufe I not my foes, as I ufe Thee. LXIX. LIFE. I MADE a pofy, while the day ran by : Here will I fmell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band....But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon moft cunningly did fteal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart...

...instruction is conveyed in those beautiful lines of the pious and ingenious HERBERT : — " I made a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this hand. But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they, By noon, most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd...

...of which he built a parsonage, and at the latter a church. He died in 1632-3. LIFE. I MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant...flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, My hand was next to them, and then my heart; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle...

...future life, and live like men that do so, they cannot be miserable. — BP. WILSON. LIFE. I MADE a posy while the day ran by ; " Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band." But time will beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither in my hand....

...crowd over his mind, and Ambition raises her trumpet voice, the transition is attended with no pain. " Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither in his hand." And as he gazes on the track he has wandered over, he can, indeed, say, when he...