 | 1825 - 806 pagina’s
...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 the chain. Bnt 'tis not thvs — and 'tis nol here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | 1837 - 588 pagina’s
...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 the chain. But 'tis not thai, and 'tis not here Such thoughts should shake... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 pagina’s
...on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic 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... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 pagina’s
...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 the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here— Such thoughts should... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 446 pagina’s
...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 portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. 5. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should... | |
 | William Parry - 1825 - 404 pagina’s
...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 the chain. " But 'tis not thus, and 'tis not here Such thoughts should shake... | |
 | 1825 - 848 pagina’s
...on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze Л 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 (¿taut — and 'tis not hetv— Such thoughts should... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 338 pagina’s
...bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile ! 4The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But "wear the chain. 5. But 'tis not thus— and 'tis not AcreSuch thoughts should... | |
 | conte Pietro Gamba - 1825 - 336 pagina’s
...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 portion of the pain t And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. 5. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pagina’s
...like to some volcanic isle; No torch is- kindled at his Maze— A funeral pile. The hope, the fears, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not here — it is not here — Such thoughts should shake... | |
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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! 
