 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1833 - 674 páginas
...portion of the pain ' And power of love, I cannot share, ' But wear the chain. 5. ' But 'tis not thut — and 'tis not here — ' Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, ' Where glory decks the hero's bier, ' Or binds his brow. 6. ' The sword, the banner and the field, ' Glory and Greece, around me... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1834 - 380 páginas
...write." He .then produced thoe noble and affecting verses. — COUNT i IAMMA. J 5. But 'tis not thrts — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow. 6. The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see !... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 308 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...power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But His not thus — and *t is not /. /r — Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks... | |
 | J H Hedley - 1836 - 352 páginas
...gone: The worm, the canker, and the jfief, Are mine alone! The fire that in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze...The exalted portion of the pain And power of love 1 cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 páginas
...to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its blaze ; — A funeral pile. The hopes, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain,...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul; nor nowWhere glory seals the hero's... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 446 páginas
...flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! 9. " Tht fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle...No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! 4. " The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot... | |
 | 1839 - 320 páginas
...to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its blaze ; — A funeral pile. The hopes, the fears, the jealous care. The exalted portion of the pain,...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here— it is not here — Such thoughts bhould shake my soul ; nor now — Where glory seals the hero's... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 380 páginas
...to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its hlaze ;— A funeral pile. The hopes, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain,...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor now— Where glory seals the hero's... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 374 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...funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share ; But wear the chain. But 'tis not... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 366 páginas
...isle, No torch is kinJled at its blaze ; — A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share ; But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — . Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor nov Where glory seals the hero's... | |
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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! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze A funeral pile. 
