 Am I not thine — thy own lov'd bride — The one, the chosen one, whose place In life or death is by thy side ! Think'st thou that she, whose only light, In this dim world, from thee hath shone, Could bear the long, the cheerless night, That must be...  Lalla Rookh - 146. oldalszerző: Thomas Moore - 1818Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1817 - 560 oldal
...hen, when tliou an K'"" :' " That 1 can live, and l, 1 thee go, M Who art my lifi- itself? No, no, il When the stem dies, the leaf that grew " Out of its...perish too! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Kcfbre like thee I fade and burn; "' Cling to these yet cool lips, and •t1iare ' ' The last pure... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1817 - 680 oldal
...thee hath shone, Could bear the long, the cheerless night, That must be hers, when thou art gone ? That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life...me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and bum ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there !' She fails —... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1817 - 738 oldal
...hath shone, " Could bear the long, the cheerless night, " That must be hers, when thou art gone ? • That I can live, and let thee go, « Who art my life...perish too ! « Then turn to me, my own love turn, 1 Before like thee I fade and burn ; « Cling to these yet cool lips, and share " The last pure life... | |
 | 1817 - 696 oldal
..._•>]!>• " gone1? * That I can live, and let thee go, ft Who art my life itself ?— No, no— f When the stem dies, the leaf that grew " Out of its heart must perish too ! v< Then turn to, me, my own love, turn, " Before, like thee, I fade and burn ; * Cling to these yet... | |
 | 1818 - 590 oldal
...The one, the chosen one, whose place, " In life or death is by thy side ! ' When the stein dies, file leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too !...there ! " She fails — she sinks — as dies the lamp Ju charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do liis baleful sighs Quench all the sweut light of her... | |
 | 1819 - 414 oldal
...hath shone, " Could hear the long, the cheerless night, " That must he hers, when thou art gone ? " That I can live, and let thee go, " Who art my life...me, my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade and hurn ; " Cling to these yet cool lips, and share "The last pure life that lingers there !" She fails—... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 oldal
...hath shone, " Could bear the long the cheerless night, " That must be her's, when thou art gone ? " That I can live, and let thee go, '; Who art my life...No, no — " When the stem dies, the leaf that grew s' Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 326 oldal
...hath shone, " Could bear the long, the cheerless night, " That must be hers, when thou art gone ? " That I can live, and let thee go, " Who art my life ilself ?— No, no,— '.' When the stem dies, the leaf that grew " Out of its heart must perish too... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 oldal
...Dark. Could bear the long, thn cheerless night, That must be hers when thou art goupT That I can livr, and let thee go, Who art my life itself ? — No, no — When the stern dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish loo! Then turn to me, my own love, tnrn,... | |
 | Guards - 1827 - 294 oldal
...thee hath shone, Could hear the long, the cheerless night, That must he her's when thou art gone ? That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself?—no, no! WTien .the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! MOORE.... | |
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