 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 str.
...breath'd by thee, " And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balm, " And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm. " Nay, turn not from me that dear... | |
 | 1817 - 576 str.
...breath'd by thee, And, whether on its wings it bear Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — Would that my bosom's blood were balm, And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, To give thy brow one minute's calm. Nay, turn not from me that dear... | |
 | 1818 - 590 str.
...breath'd by thee, " And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balm, " And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm. *' Nay, turn not from me that... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1818 - 422 str.
...breath'd by thee, " And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balm, i " And, well tho.u know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm. " Nay, turn not... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 str.
...breath'd by thee, " And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balin, " And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm. " Nay, turn... | |
 | 1818 - 798 str.
...breath'd by thee, " And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balui, " And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm. " Nay, turn... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 422 str.
...breathed by thee, " And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balm, " And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm. " Nay, turn not from me that dear... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 str.
...breathed by thee, " And whither on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! " There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — " Would that my bosom's blood were balm, " And well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, " To give thy brow one minute's calm : Nay, turn not from me that dear... | |
 | 1828 - 814 str.
...breathed by thcc. And whether on its wings it bear Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me ! There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — Would that my bosom's blood were balm, And well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, To give thy brow one minute's calm : Nay, turn not from me that dear... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 470 str.
...breathed by thee, And, whether on its wings it bear Healing or death, 't is sweet to me ! There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall,— Would that my bosom's blood were balm, And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, To give thy brow one minute's calm. Nay, turn not from me that dear... | |
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tis sweet to me ! There — drink my tears, while yet they fall ; Would that my bosom's blood were balm, And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, To give thy brow one minute's calm. 
