 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1821 - 404 pages
...for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder tliy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It...well Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met In silence I grieve , That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 pages
...broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold a. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It...:Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. 4In secret we met — In silence I grieve ; That thy heart could forget, If I should meet thee After... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 394 pages
...Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. S. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A...— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met — In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 332 pages
...And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. 3. They name thee hefore ine, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not 1 knew thee, Who knew thee to well : Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. 4. In secret... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 546 pages
...now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken. And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder...— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met — In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should... | |
 | M. G. Lewis - 1825 - 1098 pages
...POPL1TT, PRINTER, JEWIN-STREhT, CRIFPLEGATE. AMBITION. CHAPTER XV. > THE TETK-A-TETE. — THE SONG. " They name thee before me— A knell to mine ear — A shudder comes o'er me, Why wert them so dear? They know not I know thee, Who knew thee too well ; Long— long shall I rue thee, Too... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pages
...now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. Gordon Byron Byron In secret we met — In silence I grieve, That thy heart conld forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - 852 pages
...shame. They name thce before me, A knell to mine car; A shudder comes o'er me — • Why wert thon so dear? They know not I knew thee. Who knew thee...— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met — In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget. Thy spirit deceive. If I should... | |
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They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well : Long, long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell. 
