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" MY life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close Is scattered on the ground— to die. Yet on the rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if she wept the waste to see, — But none shall... "
The New-Orleans Book - Page 35
edited by - 1851 - 384 pages
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The Analectic Magazine...: Comprising Original Reviews, Biography ..., Volume 13

1819 - 552 pages
...touch'd by sorrow's tears, Will never shine so bright again. Ib. SONG — By Mr. R. Wilde, of Georgia. Mr life is like the summer rose, That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, Is scatter'd on the ground to die: But on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed,...
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The Nic-nac: Or, Literary Cabinet, Volume 2

English literature - 1824 - 436 pages
...Joseph Buonaparte'' lives the life of a plain country gentleman. THE AMERICAN MUSE. No. 4. STANZAS. Mr life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close, fa scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are »bed,...
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The Aonian Kaleidoscope; Or, A Collection of Original Poems

Patrick O'Kelly - 1824 - 132 pages
...grateful Tenantry, being one of the most lenient Landlords in this Land of -aristocratic peculation. My life is like the Summer Rose, That opens to the morning :Sky : .; ; i . But e're the shade ,of evening' clege, Is scatter'd on the ground to die. But on the Rose's...
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The Every-day Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements ...

William Hone - Calendars - 1868 - 846 pages
...moots in the court of the muses, with as much ingenuity as the barrister in his own court. STANZAS. My life is like the summer rose That opens to the...evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if she wept such waste to see...
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Kettell, Samuel: Specimens of American Poetry...

1829 - 436 pages
...he thought none mark'd him, he would weep, Or sing this song of wo which still our maidens keep. " My life is like the "summer rose That opens to the morning sky, And ere the shades of evening close, Is scatter'd on the ground — to die ! Yet on that rose's humble...
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The Hippocrene: A Collection of Poems

Patrick O'Kelly - Irish poetry - 1831 - 172 pages
...News-Letter.) ANSWER, BT J. O'LEARY, ESQ. CORK. TO P. O'KELLY, ESQ. ON READING HIS SIMILE BEGINNING " My life is like the summer rose " That opens to the morning sky." Dark and cheerless rose the day, Not one glimpse of Solar ray ; Shone to dissipate the gloom Brooding...
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The Family Magazine, Or, General Abstract of Useful Knowledge, Volume 2

1835 - 430 pages
...on every other, and no one has a right to throw the least impediment in his way. STANZAS BY Mr. RH WILDE. My life is like the summer rose That opens...morning sky, But, ere the shades of evening close, 1ч scattered on the ground to die. Yet on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are ehed,...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 1

1835 - 804 pages
...sometimes described on the maps as the bay of Espiritu Santo. BIT LIFE IS LIKE THE SUMMER ROSE. MT life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, And ere the shades of evening close, Is scattered on the ground to die; Yet on that rose's humble bed...
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Schloss Hainfeld; Or, A Winter in Lower Styria

Basil Hall - Styria (Austria) - 1836 - 294 pages
...her grief, she was invariably in pood spirits, and never let fall a hasty or querulous word. MY LIFE. My life is like the summer rose, That opens to the...morning sky; But ere the shades of evening close, Is scalter'd on the ground to die. But on that rose's humble bed, The sweetest dews of night are shed,...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volume 9

1837 - 648 pages
...cherish her grief, she was invariably cheerful, and never let fall a hasty or querulous word.' MY LIFE. MY life is like the summer rose, That opens to the morning sky ; But ere the shades of eveuiug close, la scattered on the ground to die. But on that rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of...
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