 | Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 606 sider
...bed of reverend snow ? Warm thoughts, free spirits, flattering Winter's self into a spring .? In sum wouldst see a man that can Live to be old, and still...soft flowers ; And, when life's sweet fable ends, Soul and body part like friends ; No quarrels, murmurs, no delay — A kiss, a sigh, and so away. This... | |
 | Richard Crashaw - 1914 - 136 sider
...thoughts, free spirits, flattering Winter's self into a Spring ? In sum, wouldst see a man that can 45 Live to be old, and still a man? Whose latest, and...with soft flowers And when Life's sweet fable ends, Soul and body part like friends: 50 No quarrels, murmurs, no delay: A kiss, a sigh, and so away ? This... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 1100 sider
...of reverend snow ? Warm thoughts, free spirits flattering Winter's self into a spring ? — In sum, wouldst see a man that can Live to be old, and still a man ? Whose latest and most leadened hours Fall with soft wings, stuck with soft flowers ; And when life's sweet fable ends, Soul... | |
 | 1899
...summer's day ? Wouldst see a man whose well-warmed blood Bathes him in a genuine flood ? . . . In sum, wouldst see a man that can Live to be old and still a man ? . . . This rare one, Reader, wouldst thou see, Heark hither, and thyself be he." That is the moral... | |
 | 1880
...of reverend snow ? Warm thoughts, free spirits flattering Winter's self into a spring ? — In sum, will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as leadened hours Fall with soft wings, stuck with soft flowers ; And when life's sweet fable ends, Soul... | |
 | ...re[v]erend snow ? Warm thoughts, free spirits flattering Winter's selfe into a S[P]RING. In summe, wouldst see a man that can Live to be old, and still a man ? Whose latest & most leaden houres Fall with soft wings, stuck with soft flowres ; And when life's sweet fable ends,... | |
 | Wisconsin State Agricultural Society - 1861
...beautiful aged whose hearts renew their youth and loveliness with each vernal time. On Euch, life's " Latest and most leaden hours Fall with soft wings, stuck with soft flowers; And when life's Bweet fable ends, Soul and body part like friends ; No quarrels, murmurs, no delay ; A kiss — a sigh,... | |
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Wouldst see nests of new roses grow In a bed of reverend snow? Warm thoughts, free spirits flattering Winter's self into a spring? In sum, wouldst see a man that can Live to be old, and still a man? Whose latest and most leaden hours Fall with soft wings,... 
