 That I can live, and let thee go, 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 Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Side 201818Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 sider
...? That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself? — No, no, — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too !...! " She fails, — she sinks, — as dies the lamp In charuel airs, or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 256 sider
...and let thee go, Who art my life itself? — No, no, — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Ont of its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my...! " She fails, — she sinks, — as dies the lamp In charnel airs, or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 246 sider
...? Tlial I can live, and let thee go, Who art my lite 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, 1 fade and buru ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there!" She... | |
 | John Swain (Writer of Verse.) - 1877 - 436 sider
...life itself? — No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too 1 Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee...there ! " She fails — she sinks — as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1877 - 202 sider
...itself?— No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! Then him to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade...there ! " She fails — she sinks — as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes... | |
 | John Cunningham Geikie - 1877 - 424 sider
...gone ? That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself ?—No, no— When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too !...fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and sharo The last pure life that lingers there !" She falls—she sinks—as dies the lamp In charnel... | |
 | Thomas Moore, John Francis Waller - 1879 - 572 sider
...? That I can live, and let thee go, 'Who art my life itself? — No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too! Then...share The last pure life that lingers there !" She falls — she sinks — as dies the lamp In charnel airs, or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1881 - 900 sider
...? That I can live, and let thee go, 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, turu, Before like thee I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life... | |
 | Gleanings - 1882 - 548 sider
...gone ? That I can live and let thee go, Who art my life itself ?— No, no,— When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too !...share The last pure life that lingers there ! " She falls — she sinks — as dies the lump In charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1882 - 682 sider
...life itself ?— No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too I Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before, like thee,...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... | |
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