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 | William Parry - British - 1825 - 404 pages
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! " My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of...worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone! " The Canto of Don Juan were also found; but there was no will, nor any directions for the disposal of his... | |
 | George Clinton - Poets, English - 1825 - 826 pages
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of...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... | |
 | Scotland - 1825 - 810 pages
...to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf; Tlie 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 torcli is kindled at Us blaze — A funeral pile... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - 852 pages
...Since others it lia« ceased to move; Yet, thongh 1 cannot lie beloved, Still let ше love. My daye are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of...in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at his blaze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted... | |
 | English poetry - 1826 - 434 pages
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me. love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits of...in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle, No torch is kindled at its blaze ;— . The hopes, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pages
...Since others it lia • ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me lave. My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of...and the grief, Are mine alone. The fire that in my bogom preyg Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is- kindled at his Maze— A funeral pile. The... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English literature - 1826 - 566 pages
...thongh I cannot he heloved. Still let me love! « My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and frnits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! «The fire that on my hosom preys Is lone as some voleanic isle ; No toreh is kindled at its hlaze— A fnneral pile... | |
 | Robert Walsh - American literature - 1831 - 722 pages
...unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot he beloved, Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf ; The flowers and fruits of...love are gone : The worm, the canker, and the grief, Arc mine alone. The fire that in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 498 pages
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits of...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.... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 430 pages
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved. Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf. The flowers and fruits of...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.... | |
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