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" It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not... "
The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: The siege of Corinth. Parisina ... - الصفحة 136
بواسطة George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., المجلد 4

Matthew Arnold - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 654
...years, Pale grew thy cheek and colj, Colder thy kiss ; • Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear?...

The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 1138
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. H M They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear ?...

Poetry of Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 338
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear ?...

Poetry of Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 326
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear?...

Harper's Cyclopædia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 1000
...cheek, and cold, Colder thy kiss : Truly, that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sank ured, "I wish he were here !" Let Fate do her worst,...dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which Aud share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me —...

The poetical works of lord Byron, with life

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk ehill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what l feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame , l here thy name spoken, And share in its shams. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A...

Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1882 - عدد الصفحات: 1002
...and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly, that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The «lew of the inorniiig Sank g hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl ;...chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to d iu its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou...

The English poets, selections, ed. by T.H. Ward. Wordsworth to Dobell ...

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 686
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear?...

English Lyrics

English lyrics - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...for years ; Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...fame ; I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear ?...

Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 734
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear?...




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