 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show! Then thou wouldst at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this...thee, Founded on another's woe. Though my many faults defa^d me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then tiion wnuldst at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this...arm be found Than the one which once embraced me, To infliet a cureless wound? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sndden... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 588
...breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou wouldst at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this...Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm he found Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive... | |
 | Lewis Scharf - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 598
...critics, however easy they might consider it, have produced such lines for instance as the fourth verse „Though the world for this commend thee — Though...praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe :" Did we not know the truth respecting the fickleness of Lord Byron's character, perpetually „knowing... | |
 | 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 558
...Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou would st at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it an. Though the world for this commend thee. Though it...its praises must offend thee. Founded on another's wo, Though my many fault? defaeed me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embraced... | |
 | 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 508
...breast by thee glanced over Every inmost thought could show, Then thou wouldst at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee — Though it smile upon the blow, E'en its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe : Though my many faults defaced me, Could... | |
 | Eugen Kölbing, Johannes Hoops, Arthur Kölbing, Reinald Hoops, Albert Wagner - 1899 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...to hell, and say — l sent thee thither! "I! that have neither pity, love, nor fear!" Richard III. "Could no other arm be found "Than the one which once embraced me, "To inflict a cureless wound?" Fare thee well! And qnench the Inspiration of Iris Muse, Till virtue warm it; — and domestic love... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - عدد الصفحات: 1124
...thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou wouldst at last discover 'Twos iiot Î Yet, 0, yet thyself deceive not : Love may sink by slow decay ; But by sudden wrench, believe not... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1880 - عدد الصفحات: 630
...hreast, hy thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show ! Then thou wouldst at last discover "Iw&s not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee — Though it snule upon the hlow, Fven its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe : i my many faults... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 738
...the soul resign 'd, Is stabb'd by her own guards. Dryden, All for Locc. Though my many faults defae'd me, Could no other arm be found. Than the one which once embrae'd me, I1fFIDELITY, PEBSONAI. — air.tinued. In her first passion woman loves her lover. In... | |
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... Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could... 
