 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
 | Alfred Nevin - 1868 - 770 pàgines
...reached half the allotted period of man, exclaimed : "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... | |
 | 1869 - 744 pàgines
...move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love. Mydays are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Arc mine alone. The fire that in my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile... | |
 | James Hain Friswell - 1869 - 498 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 bosom preys, Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled... | |
 | John Richard Vernon - 1869 - 384 pàgines
...hopeless race all but run. The shadow was never caught. " 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 ! " Ah, wreck of a noble mind, would that some kind hand might have prevailed to have... | |
 | American Institute of Instruction - 1860 - 194 pàgines
...change our indignation to pity, exclaims ' ' My days are in the sear and yellow leaf, The flowers, the fruits of love, are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone. ' ' Tlurdly. It should be observed that our proposition embraces only proper mental... | |
 | 1982 - 348 pàgines
...defiled, That the Spirit has made me to see . WB McCafferty 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 preys Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 pàgines
...GTBS; GTBS-P On This Day I Complete My Thirty-sixth Year 57 My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers s Are mine alone! (1. 5—8) EnRP; FiP; NAs; NoP; OAEL-2; OBWP; PoE The Prisoner of Chillon 58 Eternal... | |
 | William Gerber - 1994 - 312 pàgines
...thirty-seventh birthday, wrote as //he were old: (503) 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! I close this section on old age with the observation (often made) that old age can... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 pàgines
...: Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf ; The flowers dc p n x td Are mine alone I The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled... | |
 | Kay Redfield Jamison - 1996 - 388 pàgines
...move: 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! If thou regret'st thy Youth, why live? The land of honourable Death Is here: — up... | |
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