 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!  On the Study of Celtic Literature - Сторінка 156автори: Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 181 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1825 - 808 стор.
...Hewers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Arc 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 ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot... | |
 | 1837 - 588 стор.
...flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alono ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ;...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... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 446 стор.
...and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! 3. The fire that on 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... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 стор.
...and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! Tin- fire that on 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... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 400 стор.
...but there was no will, nor any directions for the disposal of his property in Greece. " The fire that on 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... | |
 | 1825 - 848 стор.
...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 Л funeral pile ! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1825 - 578 стор.
...— 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 — A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 876 стор.
...flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! The lire that on 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... | |
 | Sydney (pseud.) - 1828 - 94 стор.
...flowers and fruits of love arc 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! The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love I cannot share,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 стор.
...gone, The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone. The fire that on 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, Th" exalted poition of the pain, And power of love, I cannot... | |
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