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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. "
The Pathfinder: Or, The Inland Sea - Strana 494
autor/autoři: James Fenimore Cooper - 1876 - 460 str.
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Annual Register, Svazek 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 str.
...or without shame. " Oh ! let me only breathe the air, " The blessed air, that's 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, "...
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The Port Folio

1817 - 560 str.
...or without shame. " Oh ! let me only breathe the air. " The hles'ed air, that's broatlrd by the c; ' And, whether on its wings it bear " Healing or death, 'tis sweet to me! - Then.-— drink my u-arc, while \ettheyfall— '• Would that oiy biuom's blood were balm, " And...
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Svazek 5

Tobias Smollett - 1817 - 680 str.
...unask'd or without shame. ' Oh ! let me only breathe the air, The blessed air, that's 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 besom's blood were balm, And, well...
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The Eclectic Review, Svazek 8,Svazek 26

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1817 - 738 str.
...betrothed bride, " Oh ! let me only breathe the air, " The blessed air, that's 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 fail," Would that my bosom's blood were b'alm, " And,...
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The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal

1817 - 576 str.
...unask'd or without shame. " Oh ! let me only breathe the air, The blessed air, that's 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...
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Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance

Thomas Moore - 1817 - 374 str.
...or without shame. «' Oh! let me only breathe the air, " The blessed air, that's 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...
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Asiatic Journal and Monthly Register for British India and Its ..., Svazek 4

1817 - 696 str.
...without shame. « Oh ! let me'ooly breathe the air, « The blessed air, that's broatb'd by. " thee, •< And whether on its wings it bear — «• Healing or death, 'tis sweet to юеД « There 5 drink my tears, while yet they is >ery elegantly and gracefully told. '" . ' '. '<•>••...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., Svazek 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 798 str.
...or without shame. " Oh ! let me only breathe the air, " The blessed air, that's 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, "...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Svazek 29

1818 - 590 str.
...dear embrace, &c. " Oh ! let me only breathe the air, " The blessed air, that's 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, "...
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Annual Register, Svazek 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 str.
...or without shame. " Oh ! let me only breathe the air, " The blessed air, that's 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, "...
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