 And where the feebler faint — can only feel — Feel — to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death, if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even duller than repose : Come when it will— we snatch...  Annual Register - Page 453publié par - 1815Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pages
...Feel to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — en dies the same. And why ? Because he thinks himself...fate Strikes through their wounded hearts the sud enamored of decay, Cling to his couch and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath, and shake bis... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1880 - 630 pages
...Feel — to the rising hosom's inmost core. Its hope awaken and its spirit soar? No dread of death — h that, with words or prayers, I should Recall a nohle...not yet all lost. Man. Thou knowVt me not ! My days — hy disease or strife ? Let him who crawls enamour' d of decay, Cling to his couch, and sicken years... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 342 pages
...— to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar * No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even...recks it — by disease or strife ? Let him who crawls enamour'd of decay Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath, and shake his... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 326 pages
...— to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even...recks it — by disease or strife ? Let him who crawls enamour'd of decay Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath, and shake his... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 338 pages
...— to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even...recks it — by disease or strife ? Let him who crawls enamour'd of decay Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath, and shake his... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1881 - 738 pages
...quarter, or for victory Mingle there with the volleying thunder. Byron, Corinth. No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even..."When lost — what recks it — by disease or strife. Byron, Cors. It was a goodly sight To see th* embattled pomp, as with the step Of stateliness the baroed... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 680 pages
...inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar? No dread of death — if with us die our foesSave ll for ever dwell ; The unruffled mirror of the loveliest dream That ever left the sky on the deep soul to enamour'd of decay, Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath, and shake his... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 800 pages
...Feel — to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar? No dread of death tars . but disease or strife ? \j& him who crawls enamour'd of decay, Cling to his couch, and sicken years... | |
 | Mowbray Walter Morris - 1882 - 424 pages
...— to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even...lost — what recks it — by disease or strife ? Let bun who crawls enamoured of decay Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath,... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1883 - 782 pages
...victory Mingle there with the volleying thunder. 304 Byron : Siege of Cor. St. 24. No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even...When lost — what recks it — by disease or strife. 305 Byron ; Corsair. Canto i. St. 1 Then more fierce The conflict grew ; the din of arms, the yell... | |
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