 When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what...  The Complete Poetical Works of Lord Byron - Page 419by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1907 - 1314 pagesFull view - About this book
 | American poetry - 1886 - 552 pages
...and cold, OoKler thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow,It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows...light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken. And share hi its shame. 38« GRIEF AND PATHOS. They name thee before me, Л knell to mine ear; A shudder comes... | |
 | American poetry (Selections) - 1887 - 448 pages
...heavenly crown. When We Two Parted. », I HEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold,...Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my browIt felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I... | |
 | Henry Davenport Northrop - American literature - 1888 - 712 pages
...mind Could best express how slow his soul sailed on — How swift his ship. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 'HEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...thy kiss : Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this ! LORD BVRON. ON THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS. "T chanceth once to every soul, Within a narrow hour of doubt... | |
 | English poetry - 1889 - 428 pages
...leafless eglantine — Speak, that my torturing doubts their end may know ! W. Wordsworth CXC WHEN we hvo parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...fame : I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before roe, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 332 pages
...spot of thy rest : But nor cypress nor yew let us see ; For why should we mourn for the blest ? CLXV. WHEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...fame ; I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well :... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - American poetry - 1890 - 976 pages
...those by-gone years Shall hang o'er its waters for ever. JruA CRAWFORD. tol)en toe ¿шо Partei). WHEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what 1 feel now. Thy vows are all broken. And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 302 pages
...leafless eglantine — Speak, that my torturing doubts their end may know ! _ W. Wordsworth 25 cxc When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow; The mind's least generous wish Like sacred priests that never u mendicant thinks amiss.' For nought... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1842 - 578 pages
...hesitate between the ' Burial of Sir John Moore' and those perhaps less familiar lines of Byron : — ' When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in thy shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear : A shudder comes o'er me ; Why wert thou... | |
 | Jon Stallworthy - Literary Criticism - 1986 - 422 pages
...little above the earth. We even flew a little. Translated from the Hebrew by Assia Gutmann Lord Byron When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,...fame: I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. BYRON • MEYNELL They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - Poetry - 1990 - 104 pages
...Those eyes may never wake to weep. "When We Two Parted" When wc two parted In silence and tears, I lalf broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek...fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They... | |
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