 Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Strana 1071821Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies - 1850 - 334 str.
...world of ours, That makes it fatal to be loved— ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreath'd thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter... a sigh,...those who dote on odours, pluck the flowers And place upon;their breasts, but place to die ; So the frail beings we would, fondly cherish, Are laid within... | |
 | Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies - 1850 - 334 str.
...this world of ours, That makes it fatal to be loyed—ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreath'd thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter... a sigh,...those who dote on odours, pluck the flowers And place upon;their breasts, but place to die ; So the frail beings we would, fondly cherish, Are laid within... | |
 | George Barrington Hughes - 1850 - 366 str.
...Undulant upon my ears, Many a happy thought, now sleeping, Wake, to charm in future years ! LINES. " As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them in their breast— but place to die,— Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1851 - 784 str.
...coals.' As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breasts — but pince to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish." [Don Joan, c. III. st. 2.] 4 [" Guatlmozln, together with his chief favourite, being subjected by Cortes... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1855 - 584 str.
...world of ours, Which makes it fatal to be loved ? ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreath'd thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, " I wish that I had been in better spirits ; but I am out of sorts, out of nerves, and now and then... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1857 - 450 str.
...world of ours, Which makes it fatal to be lov'd ? Ah ! why With cypress branches hast thou wreath'd thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ?...flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to dieThus the frail beings we would fondly cherish, Are laid within our bosoms but to perish. III. In... | |
 | Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies - 1858 - 532 str.
...it, in this world of ours, , That makes it fatal to be loved ? — ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter...those who dote on odours, pluck the flowers And place upon their breasts, but place to die ; So the frail beings we would fondly cherish, Are laid within... | |
 | Jeremiah Clemens - 1860 - 296 str.
...And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who doat on odors pluck the flowers, And place them in their breast — but place to die — Thus, the frail...cherish, Are laid within our bosoms but to perish." BY one of those chances common in civil wars, Margaret Moncrieffe, the daughter of a major in the British... | |
 | Jeremiah Clemens - 1860 - 292 str.
...what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah! why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who doat on odors pluck the flowers, And place them in their breast — but place to die — Thus, the... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 str.
...what Is it In thl« world of cure Widen make> It fatal to be loved ? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best Interpreter a sigh?" As Hermes once took to his feathers light, When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept, So on a Delphic... | |
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