 Am I not thine — thy own lov'd bride — The one, the chosen one, whose place In life or death is by thy side ! Think'st thou that she, whose only light, In this dim world, from thee hath shone, Could bear the long, the cheerless night, That must be...  Lalla Rookh - Страница 146написао/ла Thomas Moore - 1818Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | 1842 - 414 страница
...of the bond which unites them. How could one of these exist without the other ? Would we not say, " When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart, must perish too ! " But it is not so. Death crosses the threshold of that quiet home : the wife, the mother, she who... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 страница
...becomes a living creation ; and the same also, if not spoken,— if it be fully assented to by the mind, When the stem dies, the leaf, that grew Out of its heart, must perish too. 331. EVEHT emotion of the mind has its own external manifestation ; so that no an e emotion can be... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 страница
...becomes a living creation ; and the same also, if not spoken,— if it be fully assented to by the mind, When the stem dies, the leaf, that grew Out of its heart, must perish too. 331. Ev» RT emotion of the mind has its own external manifestation ; so that no юте emotion can... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 692 страница
...— thy own lov'd bride — The one, the chosen one, whose place. In life or death, is by thy side ! When the stem dies, the leaf that grew, Out of its...Before like thee I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet eool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there ! ' She foils — she sinks ! — as dies... | |
 | Louisa Shaw - 1846 - 200 страница
...for thee, Thoul't light some other cherub form, as stainless, bright, and free. THE YOUNG WIDOW. " When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too." THOU art perishing in beauty ; Thou art dying in thy bloom ; Thy earthly course is shrouded In impenetrable... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1851 - 918 страница
...thee hath shone, "Could bear the long, the cheerless night, " That must be hers when thou art gone? " That I can live, and let thee go, "Who art my life...— No, no— " When the stem dies, the leaf that grow " Out of its heart must perish too ! "Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before, like thee,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1853 - 790 страница
...thce hath shone, " Could bear the long, the cheerless night, " That must be hers when thon art gone? " That I can live, and let thee go, " Who art my life...Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before, like thce, I fade and bum ; " Cling to these yet cool lips, and share " The last pure life that lingers... | |
 | 1855 - 902 страница
...thee hath shone, Could bear the long, the cheerless night, That must be her's when thou art gone f That I can live and let thee go, Who art my life itself...lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there I ' She fails — she sinks — as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern damp, So quickly do his... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 страница
...seem'd effae'd, The warmth of a meeting like this brings to light ! Moore. Thinkest thou That I eould live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself? — no — no. Moore. Here still is the smile that no eloud ean o'ereast, And the heart, and the band, all thy own... | |
 | Euphemia Barnes - 1855 - 244 страница
...such, indeed, it will be said, "well and faithfully done!" CHAPTEE XI. " Thinkest thou That I could live, and let thee go Who art my life itself? No— no." MOOKE. MRS. CALDWELL was pleased yet pained with the change in Ellen — there was a sweet resignation... | |
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