 | 1907 - 584 pages
...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... | |
 | Almanacs, English - 1817 - 494 pages
...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 pages
...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 - Poetry - 1826 - 320 pages
...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... | |
 | Richard Ryan - Poetry - 1826 - 320 pages
...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 pages
...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 - English poetry - 1836 - 390 pages
...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 - English poetry - 1836 - 336 pages
...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... | |
 | 1891 - 850 pages
...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... | |
 | American literature - 1846 - 608 pages
...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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E'EN 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,... 
