 | John Bartlett - 1874 - 798 str.
...; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties — Give me a cigar ! Canto ii. St. 19. My days are in the yellow leaf ; The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! On my Thirty-sixth Year. In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her, Save thine " incomparable... | |
 | Andrew Thomson - 1874 - 416 str.
...be unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love. "My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone." But our notes were to be of Constantinople. We suppose few can have looked at the unrivalled geographical... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 str.
...; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties — Give me a cigar ! Canto ii. St. 19. My days are in the yellow leaf ; The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! On my Thirty-sixth Year. In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her, Save thine " incomparable... | |
 | Georg Brandes - 1875 - 544 str.
...be unmoved Since others it hath ceased to move Yet, though I cannot be beloved. Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker and the grief Are mine alone! But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now Where glory decks... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 str.
...be unmoved, Since others it has ceased to move ; Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love. My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone. The fire that in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle, No torch is kindled at its blaze, A... | |
 | 1876 - 508 str.
...unmoved, -*- Since others it hath ceased to move : Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love ! My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone ! The fire that in my bosom preys Is like to some volcanic isle : No torch is kindled at its blaze... | |
 | Frederick HARPER (Writer on Religion.) - 1876 - 116 str.
...Byron ; there was a man of genius, rank, and fortune, and yet in the noontide of his life he wrote — "My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone." " No man gave unto him." Here is selfishness indeed : and yet the world can be liberal when it suits... | |
 | Hildebrand - 1876 - 380 str.
...hoe krank was de geest, die op zijn zesëndertigsten geboortedag schrijven kon en wilde schrijven: My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...The worm , the canker and the grief Are mine alone! ['k Draag dorrend herfstloof , anders niet ; Gebloemte en vrucht zijn lang voorbij ; De worm , de kanker... | |
 | G.W. Carleton & Co - 1878 - 360 str.
...feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. — LONGFELLOW, The Day it J)on«. Days. — My DAYS are in the yellow leaf ; The flowers and fruits...canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! — BYRON, On my Thirty-tixth Tear. — Of all the DAYS that's in the week I dearly love but one day, And that's... | |
 | Samuel Smiles Jerdan - 1878 - 274 str.
...infirm, weak, and despised old man, and he has only himself to blame. He may say with the poet — "My days are in the yellow leaf, The flowers and fruits...The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! " The French have a word desillusionne, disillusioned. This word accurately applies to such a man.... | |
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My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone... 
