 Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe: Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embraced...  The works of Lord Byron - Page 192by George Gordon Noël Byron Byron - 1830Full view - About this book
 | Early English newspapers - 1816 - 886 pages
...thee, Founded on another's woe. ' Though my many faults defaced me; Could no other arm be -fonnd , , Than the one which once embraced me To inflict a cureless...thyself deceive not—- Love may sink by slow decay, Bdt, by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can thus be torn away ; Still thine own its life retaineth... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 60 pages
...blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defac'd me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound ? Yet — oh , yet — thyself deceive not — Love may sink... | |
 | Anecdotes - 1820 - 438 pages
...thee — Though it smile upon the blow, E'en its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe. Though my many faults defaced me ; Could no other...decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not, Hearts can thns be torn away. Still thine own its life retaineth — Still must mine — though bleeding — beat,... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pages
...— Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defaced me; Could no other arm...embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet oh yet, thy self deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can thus... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1821 - 478 pages
...— Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm...embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound ? Yet, oh yc*, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 pages
...thee — Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe— Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm...be torn away : Still thine own its life retaineth — And the undying thought which paineth Is — that we no more may meet. These are words of deeper... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1824 - 478 pages
...• Though it smile upon the blow, , Ev'n its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embraced me, Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts... | |
 | Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824 - 400 pages
...consoler, lui apprendras-tu à dire : « Mon père » ! quoiqu'elle doive vivre privée de ses soins ? Yet , oh yet , thyself deceive not'; Love may sink by slow decay , But by MU Mm wrench, believe not Hcarts can thus be torn away : Still thine own its life retaineth — Slillmust... | |
 | George Clinton - Poets, English - 1825 - 826 pages
...commend thee, Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's woe. Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm...which once embraced me To inflict a cureless wound ? Ycl, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But, by sudden wrench, believe not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1825 - 40 pages
...blow, E'en its praises must ofi'end thee, Founded on another's woe. — Though my many faults defac'd me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet— oh, , yet — thyself deceive not — Love may sink... | |
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