 | J H Hedley - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...the canker, and the jfief, 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 exalted portion of the pain And power of love 1 cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! 4. " The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted...power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. 5. " But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its blaze ; — A funeral pile. The hopes, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain,...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul; nor nowWhere glory seals the hero's... | |
 | 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its blaze ; — A funeral pile. The hopes, the fears, the jealous care. The exalted portion of the pain,...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here— it is not here — Such thoughts bhould shake my soul ; nor now — Where glory seals the hero's... | |
 | Argentine - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...traces this bitter effect to its cause, in the very last lines he ever wrote, and laments thus— ' Tlte exalted portion of the pain And power of love I cannot share.' " " The resemblance," said Mr. Herbert," is so remarkable in these words, it can scarcely be supposed... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...to some volcanic isle, No touch is kindled at its hlaze ;— A funeral pile. The hopes, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain,...love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul ; nor now— Where glory seals the hero's... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 374
...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 pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share ; But wear the chain. But 'tis not... | |
 | 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...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 hope, the fears, the jealous care, Th' exalted portion of the pain And power of love I cannot share, But wear... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 366
...Are mine alone. The fire that in 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 portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share ; But wear the chain. But 'tis not... | |
 | 1893 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...leaf, The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted...power of love I cannot share, But wear the chain. To quote the words of Moore : " Taking into consideration everything connected with these verses, the... | |
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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. The hope,... 
