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 | The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction VOL.XXXII - 1838 - 474 pages
...cause in which he had embarked, and a prophetic consciousness of his approaching end. " My days are iu the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits of love are...The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone* ' If thou regret'st thy youth, u>Ay live f • The laud of honourable death It here : up to the flt*li],... | |
 | John Lloyd Stephens - Egypt - 1839 - 122 pages
...noble cause in which he had embarked, and a prophetic consciousness of his approaching end. " My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits of...The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone. ****** If thou regret'st thy youth, why live? The land of honourable death Is here : up to the field,... | |
 | John Lloyd Stephens - 1839 - 606 pages
...and a prophetic consciousness of his approaching end. " My days are in the yellow leaf, The flower* and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone. • ••••• " If thou regret'st thy youth, why live 1 The land of honourable death Is here... | |
 | American periodicals - 1839 - 584 pages
...as the most sincere of his poetical effusions :' ' My days are in the yellow leaf. The flowers the fruits of love are gone, The worm, the canker, and the grief. Arc mine atun«!' ' What a contrast does a virtuous, happy, and lengthened old age, present to that... | |
 | Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 374 pages
...unmoved, Since others it has 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...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... | |
 | Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 366 pages
...unmoved, Since others it has 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...my bosom preys, Is like to some volcanic isle, No torch is kinJled at its blaze ; — A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, Th' exalted... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 380 pages
...unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot he heloved, Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits of...gone, The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine done. The fire that in my hosom preys, Is like to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its hlaze... | |
 | Biography - 1841 - 844 pages
...move; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, , Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowen and fruits of love are gone, The worm, the canker and the grief Are mine alone. The fire that in my hosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. The... | |
 | 1880 - 506 pages
...that great genius, Lord Byron, at thirty-five, wrote these sad words — " My days are in the sere and yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits of love are gone,...The worm the canker and the grief Are mine alone." Now look into that ancient dungeon and you will discern, by the dim light, an old man bent and broken,... | |
 | Daniel Tyerman, George Bennet, James Montgomery - Missions - 1841 - 348 pages
...he heloved, Still let me love. " My days are in their yellow leaf, The flower, the fruit of love is gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief. Are mine alone. " The fire that on this hosom preys Is Iune as zarn? vutranic if/?, No fire ,- kindled at its hlaze, A funeral pile... | |
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