 Then when nature around me is smiling, The last smile which answers to mine, I do not believe it beguiling, Because it reminds me of thine; And when winds are at war with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, If their billows excite an emotion,...  The works of ... lord Byron - Стр. 31авторы: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - Страниц: 324
...share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in fhec. II. , Then when nature around me is smiling The last smile...billows excite an emotion It is that they bear me from ihee. III. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave, Though... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - Страниц: 88
...to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. II. Then when nature around me is smiling The last smile...billows excite an emotion It is that they bear me from ihee. III. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave, Though... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - Страниц: 216
...grief was acquainted, It shrunk not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted II. Then when nature around me is smiling The last smile...with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, 1f their billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee. III. Though the rock of my last... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - Страниц: 306
...to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. t. Then when nature around me is smiling, The last smile...billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from ihee. 9. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave, There... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Страниц: 308
...to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. 2. Then when nature around me is smiling, The last smile...excite an emotion It is that they bear me from thee. 3. Though I feel that, my soul is deliver'd To pain—it shall not be its slave. There is many a pang... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Страниц: 404
...to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. a. Then when nature around me is smiling The last smile...excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee. 3. Tlnough the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave, Though I feel... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - Страниц: 614
...to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. 2. Then when nature around me is smiling The last smile...excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee. 3. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave, Though I feel... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - Страниц: 310
...to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. I H Then when nature around me is smiling The last smile...billows excite an emotion It is that they bear me frdm thee. III. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - Страниц: 386
...not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. Then when nature around me is smiling, The last smile...If their billows excite an emotion It is that they licnr me from tltee. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - Страниц: 226
...not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee. Then when nature around me is smiling, The last smile...excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee. Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd, And its fragments are sunk in the wave, Though I feel... | |
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