 | Conduct of life - 1871 - 784 pages
...all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. 'T were vain to speak, to weep, to sigh ; Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from...expiring eye, Are in that word. — Farewell ! Farewell ! Now you wonder whether he, who became your father, had not his hand in " My Mother's Album," before... | |
 | William Motherwell - English literature - 1872 - 556 pages
...all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from...that word — Farewell !— Farewell ! These lips are nrnte, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast, and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The... | |
 | American poetry - 1872 - 900 pages
...all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. 'T were vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! = I These lips are mute, these eyes are dry : But in my breast and in my brain Awake the pangs that pass... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1872 - 776 pages
...more than tears of blood can tell, When wrang from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word—Farewell !—Farewell ! These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast and in my brain, Awake tho pangs that pass not by, Though grief and passion there rebel : I only know we loved in vain—... | |
 | Poetry - 1872 - 710 pages
...all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. 'Twcre vain to speak, to weep, to sigh ; Oh ! ach is given One spot of green, and all the blue of heaven ! Enongh, if Arc in that word — farewell! — farewell! These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1880 - 1124 pages
...all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. 'T were vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! , 2 arc dry : But in my breast and in my brain Awake the ]>angs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er... | |
 | John C. Langston - American poetry - 1880 - 204 pages
...almost freezes np the heat of life. — SHAKESPEARK. 'Twere vain to weep, to speak, to sigh ; Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from Guilt's expiring eye, Are in the word, farewell — farewell ! — BYRON. Well— peace to thy heart, though another's it be, And... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 800 pages
...all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. Twcre vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! such as gentle Caledonians feel When Southrons writhe...Turks,* Would rob poor Faith to decorate ' good works. lhat ne'er shall sleep again. MY soul nor deigns nor dares complain, Though grief and passion there... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - Quotations, English - 1881 - 738 pages
...— a fleeting release ! Byron, Farewell to England. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh ; Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, "When wrung from...expiring eye, Are in that word, farewell — farewell ! Byron. Here's a sigh for those who love me, And a smile for those who hate ; And, whatever sky's... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 610 pages
...thy name beyond the ,-ky. Twore vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! more than tears of blood ean tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word — Farewell ! — Farewell ! Those lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; Hut in my breast and in my brain, Awake the pangs that... | |
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These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. 
