 My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.  The Scrap Book - Сторінка 2091907Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1825 - 806 стор.
...leaf; The Hewers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Arc mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic...power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. Bnt 'tis not thvs — and 'tis nol here — Such thoughts should sliuke my soul, nor nou't Where glory... | |
 | 1837 - 588 стор.
...leaf, The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alono ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thai, and 'tis not here Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the hero's bier,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1894 - 602 стор.
...Ponto ' we have an attempt to misapply the elegiac muse, and to force her whose song should be of ' The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love,' to record the petty troubles of une ame desorientfa, and ill at ease amid its surroundings. We could... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 496 стор.
...No torch is kindled at its blaze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, • Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. Bnt 'tis not here—it is not here— Such thoughts should shake my soul; nor nowWhere glory seals... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 286 стор.
...leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! " The fire that on my bosom preys, Is lone as some volcanic...chain. " But 'tis not thus, and 'tis not here Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor note Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow. " The... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 стор.
...The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! Tin- fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic...chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here— Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor not:, Where glory decks the hero's hier, Or hinds his brow. The... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 446 стор.
...leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! 3. The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic...power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. 5. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 338 стор.
...bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! 4The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion...power of love, I cannot share, But "wear the chain. 5. But 'tis not thus— and 'tis not AcreSuch thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks... | |
 | 1825 - 848 стор.
...leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze Л funeral pile ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of... | |
 | 1825 - 454 стор.
...isle, No torch is kindled at its blaze ; — A funeral' pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor now — Where glory seals the... | |
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