 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 páginas
...in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle, No torch is kindled at its blaze, A funeral pile. , I cannot share, But wear the chain. But Ч is not here, — it is not here, Such thoughts should shake... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1872 - 292 páginas
...my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1872 - 596 páginas
...Ъонот preys Is lone as some Tolcanlc Isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the Jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love i cannot share. But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus— and 'tis not ftere— Sucb thoughts should... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873 - 380 páginas
...my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; N"o torch is kindled at its blaze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot sliare, But wear the chain. VOL. II. ; But 'tis not tkut — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873 - 378 páginas
...my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus— and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | 1876 - 508 páginas
...my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle : No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of Love, I cannot share, But wear the chain 1 But 't is not thus — and 't is not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 páginas
...in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle, No torch is kindled at its blaze, A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 't is not here, — it is not here, Such thoughts should shake... | |
 | 1878 - 300 páginas
...bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze, — A funeral pile ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 't is not thus, — and 't is not here, — Such thoughts should... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 páginas
...my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 páginas
...my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze, — A funeral pile. f flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and I cannot share, But wear the chain. But Ч is not thus, — and Ч is not here, Such thoughts should... | |
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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! 
