Who art my life itself? — No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers... Lalla Rookh - Side 84af Thomas Moore - 1854 - 230 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
| Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 sider
..." 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 itself? —...leaf that grew " Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade and burn ; " Cling to these yet cool... | |
| Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1817 - 738 sider
...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 itself?...the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! « Then turn to me, my own love turn, 1 Before like thee I fade and burn ; « Cling to these yet... | |
| Tobias Smollett - 1817 - 680 sider
...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 itself! —...the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and bum ; Cling to these yet cool lips,... | |
| 1817 - 576 sider
...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 itself? —...the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips,... | |
| Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 sider
..." 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 itself? —...leaf that grew " Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade and burn ; " Cling to these yet cool... | |
| Edmund Burke - 1818 - 798 sider
..." 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 itself ?—...leaf that grew " Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade and burn ; " Cling to these yet cool... | |
| 1819 - 414 sider
..." Could hear the long, the cheerless night, " That must he hers, when thou art gone ? " That I can live, and let thee go, " Who art my life itself? —...the leaf that grew "Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade and hurn ; " Cling to these yet cool... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 422 sider
...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 itself ?—...leaf that grew " Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade and burn ; " Cling to these yet cool... | |
| Cabinet - 1824 - 440 sider
..." Could bear the long the cheerless night, " That must be her's, when thou art gone ? " That I can live, and let thee go, '; Who art my life itself ?...No, no — " When the stem dies, the leaf that grew s' Out of its heart must perish too ! " Then turn to me my own love, turn, " Before like thee I fade... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 sider
...Dark. Could bear the long, thn cheerless night, That must be hers when thou art goupT That I can livr, and let thee go, Who art my life itself ? — No, no — When the stern dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish loo! Then turn to me, my own love, tnrn,... | |
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