 Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the...  The poetical works of lord Byron, with life - Strona 543autor: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - Liczba stron: 576Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
 | 1839 - Liczba stron: 894
...that mourns the dying day." " Soft hour 1 which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who mil the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet...fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far hell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's return." MERIVALE. " 'Twas now the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Liczba stron: 232
...us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. (6) Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail...vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? CVIII. CIX. When Nero perish'd by the justest doom... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1821 - Liczba stron: 460
...by thy look of rest; Thoubring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. cvm. (6) Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart • Of those who...vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? CIX. When Nero perish'd by the justest doom: Which... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - Liczba stron: 258
...thy look of rest; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. CVIII. [6] Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail...vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! CIX.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - Liczba stron: 226
...round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail...vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies, but something mourns !... | |
 | Tobias Merton - 1824 - Liczba stron: 488
...village chimes have caught, Seeming to mourn the close of dying day. MERIVALE. Soft hour, which makes the wish, and melts the heart Of those who sail the...the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to wait the dying day's decay. BYRON. A Statistical and Commercial History of the KINGDOM OF GUATEMALA,... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1824 - Liczba stron: 480
...village chimes have caught, Seeming to mourn the close of dying day. MERIVALE. Soft hour, which makes the wish, and melts the heart Of those who sail the...the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to wait the dying day's decay. BY-RON. A Statistical and Commercial History of the KINGDOM OF GUATE" MALA,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - Liczba stron: 324
...the o'er lahour'd steer; Whate'er of peace ahout our hearthstone clings, , CVIII. f Soft hour! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they form their sweet friends are torn apart Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, * Eo-vipi sr*yr«... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - Liczba stron: 826
...our household god.s protect of dear, Are gathered round us by the look of rest ; Soli hour ! which' wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail...vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah! surely nothing dies hut something mourns ! If... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Liczba stron: 906
...household gods protect of dear, Are gather'd round us by thy look of rest; CVIII. Soft hour! 6 which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail...vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns? Ah! surely nothing dies but something mourns! CIX.... | |
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