 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.  Blackwood's Magazine - Pàgina 1481825Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pàgines
...the glorious sky. WC BRYANT 667 IN HIS THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR 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... | |
 | William Howard Van Doren - 1867 - 658 pàgines
...life, of fortune, and fall pursuit of pleasure thus " My days are in the yellow leaf, '' The nowera 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... | |
 | Luke (st.) - 1867 - 236 pàgines
...lines he wrote — the lines on his last birthday : — " 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1867 - 336 pàgines
...; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf; 6 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 islu ; 10 'T IS TIME THIS... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 pàgines
...solemn shore Of that vast ocean it must sail so soon. Fonif 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. tyronThere is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and... | |
 | William Haig Miller - 1867 - 242 pàgines
...touching lines, his own lonely and miserable condition : — " 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 in my bosom plays Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1867 - 740 pàgines
...leaf; The Sowers and fruits of love arc gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone t i No torch is kindled at lie blaze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care. The exalted... | |
 | John W. Thomas - 1867 - 172 pàgines
...Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! " 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 sorrow preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pàgines
...Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf; 5 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 ; 10 No torch is kindled... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1868 - 444 pàgines
...its prime of manhood ? These are his words : — "My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers, the 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 lighted... | |
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