Require the borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom : 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the... The Port Folio - Página 2571817Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Robert Southey - 1807 - 502 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destined prey, In vain with love our bosoms glow: Can all our tears,...theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom ; "Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ; To love andjoy thy thoughts confine,... | |
| Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destined prey, In vain with love our bosoms glow: Can all our tears,...Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow 'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate: — ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of... | |
| Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wonted soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...can all our sighs New lustre to those charms impart f Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow'd... | |
| British poets - 1809 - 526 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest; As Tartars seiae their destin'd prey, In vain with love our bosoms glow : Can all our tears,...borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate :— ah f change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom :—... | |
| John Aikin - 1810 - 414 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom. 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ! To love and joy thy thoughts confine,... | |
| Walter Scott - 1810 - 308 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : — ah ! change the And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flow'rs that round us bloom 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all... | |
| John Aikin - 1810 - 386 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...Where Nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrovv'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine,... | |
| John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - 1810 - 508 páginas
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears, can all our sighs, New luslre to those charms impart ? Can cheeks where living roses blow, Where Nature spreads her richest... | |
| 1817 - 422 páginas
...their destin'd prey. la vain with lore our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears, can all our sighs, Ntpv lustre to those charms impart ? Can .cheeks, where...living roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dies, Reo^uire the borro w'd gloss pf art ? Speak not of fate— ah! change the theme, And talk of... | |
| William Jones - 1818 - 312 páginas
...? Can cheeks, where living roses hlow. Where natnre spreads her richest dyes, Reqnire the horrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate :— ah ! change the theme, And talk of odonrs, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that ronnd ns hloom :"Tis all a clond, 'tis all a dream :... | |
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