 Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave,...  The Living Age - Side 3141907Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | 1907 - 584 sider
...in the dark and silent grave, When we have wander'd all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.' Again, is not Surrey's ' The fire it cannot freeze ; For it is not his kinde, Nor true love cannot... | |
 | 1817 - 494 sider
...in the dark and silent grave, (When we have wandered all our ways) Shuts up the story of our days : But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust. * — . 1751. — RB SHERIDAN BORN. * * * ». The orator — dramatist — minstrel — who ran Through... | |
 | 1822 - 962 sider
...Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wander'd all our ways Shuts up the story of our days I But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust ! He prepared himself for the last stroke with unaltered voice and mien, — he calmly examined the... | |
 | Richard Ryan - 1826 - 320 sider
...in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ! But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust !" " The Shepherd's description of Love," originally published in " England's Helicon," is of a very... | |
 | Laconics - 1829 - 352 sider
...Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days! But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up I trust? Sir W. Raleigh—written the night before his death. ccccxm. The reason why commonly, I soon grow weary... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 sider
...in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ! But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust. GOE, soule, the bodies guest, Upon a thankelesse arrant ; Feare not to touche the best, The truth shall... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 sider
...in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ! But from this earth, this grave, this dust. My God shall raise me up, I trust. GOE, soule, the bodies guest, Upon a thankelesse arrant ; Feare not to touche the best, The truth shall... | |
 | 1907 - 848 sider
...vain. Few of us, Indeed, can hope to attain the sunny height of him who cried, with an optimism aa rare as It Is bracingGrow old along with me! The best...the same time the most poignant, imagery was his who had tasted everything that the world had to give and who pronounced everything to be vanity! If the... | |
 | 1891 - 850 sider
...in the dark and silent grave, When we have wardered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days : But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust. The sun has gone down into the broad Atlantic, and the shades of evening are darkening the sweet Devonshire... | |
 | 1846 - 608 sider
...silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ! But from this earthy this grave, this dust. My God shall raise me up, I trust '." But these were not to be his last lines, although probably intended as such. We may suppose that,... | |
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