 ... roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year ; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom. And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream. And lingering pause and lightly tread ;...  The works of ... lord Byron - Сторінка 166автори: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - 576 стор.
...cypress wave in tender gloom : H. And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, iiI. Away ! we know that tears are vain, That death...us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less 7 And thou — who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet. MY SOUL IS DARK. MY... | |
 | 1843 - 376 стор.
...horns, wi a' my pow'r, I set mysel' ; But whether she had three or fowr I couldna telL" EASTLAKE. " And thou, who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet." STANFIELD. " Ye mariners of England Who guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread; Fond wretch ' as if herstepdisturb'd the dead ! Away ! we know that tears are vain, That death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this untearh us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less 1 And thou — who tell'st me to forget.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread ; Fond wretch ! as if her step disturb'd the dead ! Away ! we know that tears are vain, That death nor...to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet. MANFRED TO THE SORCERESS. Fnox my youth upwards My spirit walk'd not with the souls of men, Nor look'd... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 стор.
...many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread ; Fond wretch! as'if her step disturb'd the dead. Away! we know that tears are vain, That death nor...complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And Ilion— who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet! MY SOUL IS DARK. MY soul... | |
 | 1847 - 540 стор.
...the autumn blast of grief. BYRON'S Giaour. 22. Away ! we know that tears are vain, That death ne'er heeds nor hears distress ; Will this unteach us to complain, Or make one mourner weep the less? BYRON. 23. Oh ! too convincing — dangerously dear, In woman's eye, the unanswerable tear ! That weapon... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 стор.
...a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread ; Fond wretch ! as if her step disturbed the dead ! Away ! we know that tears are vain, That death nor...me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet THY DAYS ARE DONE. THY days are done, thy fame begun ; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 стор.
...For on that day was Cceur de Lion shun? Dryden. Away! we know that tears are vain, That death ne'er heeds nor hears distress; Will this unteach us to complain, Or make one mourner weep the less? Byron. COMPLEXION. MEN judge by the complexion, of the sky The state and inclination of the day. Shakspere.... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1855 - 434 стор.
...a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread ; Fond wretch ! as if her step disturb'd the dead ! Away ! we know that tears are vain, That death nor...the less ? And thou — who tell'st me to forget, MY SOUL IS DAKK. i. MY soul is dark — Oh ! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear ; And... | |
 | William Ross Wallace - 1856 - 192 стор.
...vain, That Death nor hears, nor heeds distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one monrner weep the less ? And thou ! who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet ! LOED BYBON. &m*ttt. She could not weep : the agony of her soul had seared the offering ere it reached... | |
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