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" ... thou knowest, All my madness none can know ; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling hath been shaken ; Pride, which not a world could bow, Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now : But... "
The Fisher's Daughter, Or; The Wanderings of Wolf, and the Fortunes of ... - Страница 458
по Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 576 страници
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The Scots Magazine and Edinburgh Literary Miscellany, Том 78

1816 - 1052 страници
...Ihue — by thee forsaken, Kven my soul forsakes me now,— But 'tis done — all words are idleWords from me are vainer still; But the thoughts we cannot...Fare thee well ! thus disunited — Torn from every dearer tie — Seared in heart — and lone — and blighted— More than this I scarce can die—...

Gentleman's Magazine and Historical Review, Том 86, Част 1

1816 - 886 страници
...— by thee forsaken, •' i .) b'.v'ii niy soul forsakes me now. -, But 'tis done — all words are idle — 'Words from me are vainer still ; But the...cannot bridle Force their way without the will. F.are Ihee wtjll ! — thus disunited — To.rn from every nearer tie — Scared in heart — and love —...

Poems on His Domestic Circumstances

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 60 страници
...bowBows to thee— by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now.— But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the thoughts we cannot bridle 6 Fare thee well ! — thus disunited — Torn from every nearer tie — Seared in heart — and lone...

The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: The siege of Corinth. Parisina ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 212 страници
...bow, Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now : But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the...we cannot bridle Force their way without the will. — JFare thee well ! — thus disunited, .Torn from every nearer tie, . Seared in heart, and lone,...

The works of lord Byron, Том 4

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 306 страници
...bow, Bows to thee— by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now : But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the...well !— thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie, Sear'd in heart, and lone, and blightedMore than this I scarce can die. A SKETCH. " Honest— Honest...

The Parlour Portfolio, Or, Post-chaise Companion: Being a Selection ..., Том 1

1820 - 438 страници
...Bows to thee— by thee forsaken, E'en my soul forsakes me now. — But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the...— thus disunited — Torn from every nearer tie — Sear'd in heart — and lone — and blighted — More than this I scarce can die. A Thought on...

British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...idle — Words from me are vainer still ; Rut the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way withont the will. — • Fare thee well!— thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie, Seared in heart, and lone, and blighted — More than this I scarce can die. FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, AND...

Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 страници
...Bows to thec — by thee forsaken r Kven lay soul forsakes me now : But 'tis done — all words are idle— *• Words from me are vainer still ; But...! — thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie, Seared in heart; and lone, and blighted — More than this I scarce can die. DARKNESS. 1 HAD a dream,...

The works of lord Byron, comprehending the suppressed poems, Томове 5–6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 страници
...; Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now : But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the...— thus disunited, , Torn from every nearer tie, Sear'd in heart, and lone, and blighted — More than this I scarce can die. TO 1. WHEN all around...

Recollections of an Eventful Life: Chiefly Passed in the Army

Joseph Donaldson - 1824 - 244 страници
...me off from that society which would have been congenial to my mind! " But 'tis vain, all words are idle, Words from me are vainer still, But the thoughts we cannot bridle, Force their way against the will." I would wish you to call on my mother, and * * * * ******* I will write to you soon...




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