 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 406 páginas
...from the spot of thy rest : But nor cypress nor yew let us see ; For why should we mourn for the blest WHEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted...; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. 3. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear... | |
 | 1831 - 426 páginas
...sever for yean. Pale grew thy cheek and coldColder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what 1 feel now. Thy TOWS are alí broken, And light is thy fame, I hear thy name spoken, Ami share in its... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 páginas
...nkí)t; ЗФ werb' um Ф(ф fingen, SBie'é nimmer рф fpvM;t. Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...fame; I hear thy name spoken And share In its shame. They name thec before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 páginas
...Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my lirow — It felt like the warning Of what 1 feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy...fame; I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thcc before me, A knell to mine car; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They... | |
 | Miss Jones - 1832 - 206 páginas
...possible, by the sight of external objects, to procure relief from change of thought. CHAPTER XIV, The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow ; It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. 1 WENT to the same spots — repeated, again and again, the words of Edward, which had imparted to... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1832 - 350 páginas
...thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear ?... | |
 | 1834 - 480 páginas
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek, and cold, Colder tlxy kiss ! Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow, It felt...fame, I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o Vi- me— Why v.Ti-t thou so dear.T... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1834 - 350 páginas
...thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my hrow — It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all hroken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee hefore... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 308 páginas
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek, and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, They name thee before me A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert tBou so dear ?... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 354 páginas
...thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. .They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear... | |
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It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not... 
