 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.  Methodist Magazine and Review - Página 3101904Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1894 - 602 páginas
...Ponto ' we have an attempt to misapply the elegiac muse, and to force her whose song should be of ' The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love,' to record the petty troubles of une ame desorientfa, and ill at ease amid its surroundings. We could... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 508 páginas
...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 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... | |
 | 1824 - 504 páginas
...The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mi DC alone;. The fire that in my bosom preys, Is like to some volcanic 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 iove, 1 caauot share, But wear... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 496 páginas
...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... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 490 páginas
...; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, Tli' exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear die chain. Bnt 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor nowWhere... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 páginas
...flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! Tin- fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle;...not here— Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor not:, Where glory decks the hero's hier, Or hinds his brow. The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 286 páginas
...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...not here Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor note Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow. " The sword, the banner, and the field,... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 898 páginas
...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;...funeral pile ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exulted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thut... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 páginas
...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 - 348 páginas
...bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; Ho 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 here— Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory... | |
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