 | 1867 - 1186 páginas
...flowers and fruits of love are gone j 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." Thus his course opened with an audacious rejection of a Divine command, as direct and positive a rejection... | |
 | Luke (st.) - 1867 - 236 páginas
...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...; No torch is kindled at its blaze, A funeral pile !" Was he happy ? On the night before Bellingham was hanged, he went to see the sight. " Seeing an... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 216 páginas
...against the despotism of fact ; and of whom does it remind us so much as of Byron ? The fire which on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze ; A funeral pile ! Or, again : — Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen. Count o'er thy days from anguish free,... | |
 | John W. Thomas - 1867 - 172 páginas
...of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! " The fire that on my sorrow preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! " Ominous words ! — nor were they falsified by the event. Byron died within three months after... | |
 | William Haig Miller - 1867 - 242 páginas
...love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone. The fire that in my bosom plays Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze, A funeral pile." The life of the poet was now, however, drawing to a close. Shortly after composing these verses he was... | |
 | William Howard Van Doren - 1867 - 658 páginas
...nowera 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 lighted at its blaze, " A funeral pile." Bgron. 15. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 páginas
...canker, and the grief Are mine alone! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; 10 No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile....portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, 15 But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul,... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1868 - 444 páginas
...The flowers, the 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 lighted at its blaze, — A funeral pile." You see it is the old old story over again ; the prodigal's... | |
 | Alfred Nevin - 1868 - 770 páginas
...The flowers, the 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 lighted at its blaze, A funeral pUe 1" The words, Tie had spent all, mark the internally degraded state... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1869 - 526 páginas
...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...not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow. The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory... | |
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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. 
