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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 Living Age - Страница 255
1893
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Blackwood's Magazine, Том 17

1825 - 806 страници
...move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf; The 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...

The New Monthly Magazine and Humorist

1837 - 588 страници
...be 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...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...

The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1876 - 1204 страници
...birthday, he describes his miserable condition : " My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and frnitB of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone." Here, again, we are haunted by the sad features of his early life, the lack of true and good home training...

A Narrative of Lord Byron's Last Journey to Greece: Extracted from the ...

conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 336 страници
...unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! 2. My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...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...

The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical ..., Томове 1–2

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 страници
...be 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...worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; Xo torch is kindled at its blare— A funeral...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 17

1825 - 848 страници
...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...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...

Journal of the conversations of lord Byron ... in the years 1821 and 1822

Thomas Medwin - 1825 - 578 страници
...he 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...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...

The Last Days of Lord Byron: With His Lordship's Opinions on Various ...

William Parry - 1825 - 404 страници
...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...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...

The Life, Writings, Opinions, and Times of the Right Hon. George ..., Том 3

1825 - 450 страници
...unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me loveMy days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...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 ; —...

Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord Byron

George Clinton - 1825 - 826 страници
...be 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...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...




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