 | 1825 - 806 Seiten
...; 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 share, But wear... | |
 | 1837 - 588 Seiten
...gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alono ! 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, But... | |
 | 1825 - 810 Seiten
...isle ; No torcli is kindled at Us 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 shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the hero's... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 Seiten
...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 shake my soul, nor not:, Where glory decks the hero's... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 400 Seiten
...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 shake my soul ; nor now Where glory decks the hero's bier,... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 446 Seiten
...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 share, But wear... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 Seiten
...isle; Xo torch is kindled at its blare— 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 shake my soul, not now, Where glory... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 404 Seiten
...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 share, But wear... | |
 | 1826 - 434 Seiten
...fruits of love are gone, 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 ;— . The hopes, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain, And power of love,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - 852 Seiten
...fruits of love are gone: 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 his blaze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain... | |
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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! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled, at its blaze — A funeral pile. 
