| George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 páginas
...flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone I The fire s, foreign foes. So that they ntter'd the word 'Liberty!'...Witt national and individual woe.? I grant ш» Ь caunot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not hen — Such thoughts should shake... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 páginas
...are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone! tn The fire that on my bosom preys 10 Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile! IV The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain 15 And power of love, I cannot... | |
| George Gordon Byron Byron (baron).) - 2000 - 134 páginas
...flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! Ill The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle;...No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! II J'ACHÈVE CE JOUR MA TRENTE-SIXIÈME ANNÉE* II est temps que ce cœur se fige, Qui cesse d'émouvoir... | |
| Byrne Fone - 1998 - 880 páginas
...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;...torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus— and 'tis not here — Such... | |
| Daniel R. Davis - 2001 - 630 páginas
...against the despotism of fact ; and of whom does it remind us so much as of Byron ? The fire which on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze ; A funeral pile! Or, again : — Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen, Count o'er thy days from anguish free, And... | |
| George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 416 páginas
...my tape 'Byron's Rhetoric' published by Sound Seminars, Cincinnati (p. 14 above, note). 69 The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle;...shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow. The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see! The... | |
| Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 páginas
...leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone! No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile....shake my soul nor now, Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow. The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see! The... | |
| Judith Pascoe - 2006 - 252 páginas
...suggest that the "yellow leaf of his waning days might still smolder. The poem continues: The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some Volcanic Isle,...torch is kindled at its blaze A funeral pile! The stanza hints at a suppressed power, a force that the narrator suggests he will harness for the larger... | |
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