| 1825 - 806 pàgines
...the yellow 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...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 pàgines
...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,... | |
| Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 496 pàgines
...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... | |
| conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 446 pàgines
...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... | |
| 1825 - 848 pàgines
...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,...love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not (¿taut — and 'tis not hetv— Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 pàgines
...The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; Xo torch is kindled at its blare— A funeral pile! The hope, the fear, the jealous care,...power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But't is not thus— and 't is not here— Such thoughts should shake my soul, not now, Where glory... | |
| conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 338 pàgines
...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... | |
| Thomas Medwin - 1825 - 578 pàgines
...isle; 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. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor now — Where glory seals the... | |
| 1825 - 454 pàgines
...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... | |
| George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pàgines
...like to some volcanic isle; No torch is- kindled at his Maze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain...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 hero's... | |
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