 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 - Page 2571817Full view - About this book
 | William Hone - 1827 - 394 pages
...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, 343 846 Speak not of fate : — ah ! change the theme. And talk of odours, talk of wine. Talk of the... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pages
...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 and joy thy thoughts confine,... | |
 | William Hone - 1835 - 924 pages
...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...impart ? Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where natore spreads her richest dyes. Require (he borrow'd gloss of art? Speak not of fate :— &h 1 change... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1837 - 460 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their desliu'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow : Can all our tears,...sighs, New lustre to those charms impart? Can cheeks, whose living roses blow. Where nature spreads her richest dye>. Require the borrow'd gloss of art t... | |
 | 1837 - 450 pages
...And rohs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destiu'tl prey. In vain with love our hosoms glow : Can all our tears, can all our sighs, New lustre to those charms impart? Can cheeks, whose living roses hlow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the horrow'd gloss of art ?... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 922 pages
...love our bosom« glow • Can all our tears, ean all our aigba. 343 346 Speak not of fate : — ah 1 change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round as bloom : — Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream : To 1оте and joy thy thought*... | |
 | William Hone - 1838 - 890 pages
...rest ; As Tartars seiie their de*tin'd prey* In vain with lore oar bosoms glow • Can all oar tear*, can all our sighs, New lustre to those charms impart?...Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where nature spread* her richest dye*. Require the borrow'd gloss of art? Speak not of fmte : — ah t change the... | |
 | 1840 - 368 pages
...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 and joy thy thoughts confine,... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pages
...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,...can all our sighs, New lustre to those charms impart T Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow'd... | |
 | William Hone - 1841 - 894 pages
...tender breast invades, • And robs my wounded soul of rest ; As Tartars seize their de*tin'd prey. Tn vain with love our bosoms glow • Can all our tears,...borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : — ah 1 change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine. Talk of the aoven that round us bloom :— 'Tis... | |
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