 | 1825 - 806 pàgines
...move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in 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 as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled... | |
 | 1837 - 588 pàgines
...be unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alono ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its... | |
 | 1876 - 1204 pàgines
...birthday, he describes his miserable condition : " My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and frnitB of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone." Here, again, we are haunted by the sad features of his early life, the lack of true and good home training... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 336 pàgines
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! 2. My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! 4. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain t And power of love, I cannot... | |
 | 1825 - 848 pàgines
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 pàgines
...be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...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, The exalted... | |
 | 1825 - 810 pàgines
...to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf; Tlie flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the...my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torcli is kindled at Us blaze — A funeral pile ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1825 - 578 pàgines
...he unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...canker, and the grief, Are mine alone. The fire that in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.... | |
 | 1825 - 450 pàgines
...unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me loveMy days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...canker, and the grief, Are mine alone. The fire that in my bosom preys, Is like to some volcanic isle, No torch is kindled at its blaze ; — A funeral... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 404 pàgines
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! " My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone! " The Canto of Don Juan were also found; but there was no will, nor any directions for the disposal of his... | |
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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. 
