 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 60 trang
...cares she must forego ? When her little hands shall press thee — When her lip to thine is prest— Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee — Think of him thy love hath bless'd. Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may'st see — Then thy heart will... | |
 | 1816 - 1052 trang
...care she must fure^o ? When her little hanJn shall press thee— When her lip to thine is pres-Л! — Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee Think of him thy love hnd bless'd. Should her lineaments resemble Thos* thou never more may'st sçe— Then thy heart will... | |
 | 1816 - 886 trang
...press thee — When her lip to thine is ptest — Think -nf him whose prayer shall bless thee — 'I Think of him thy love had bless'd. Should her lineaments resemble '' ' Those thnu never more miy'st s^e— Then thy heart will softly tremble With a pulse yet true to me. — All... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 212 trang
...his Care she must forego ? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is prest, Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think of him thy love had bless'd ! L 2 Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may'st see, Then thy heart will softly tremble... | |
 | 1820 - 438 trang
...her little hands shall press thee — When her lip to thine is prest — Think of him whose prayers shall bless thee — Think of him thy love had bless'd....All my faults— perchance thou knowest — All my madness — none can know ; All my hopes — where'er thou goest — Wither — yet with thee thou... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 trang
...of him whose prayer shall :.» -- tbee, Think of him tby toye iml Mess'd ! Should her liiu-.imi uts resemble Those thou never more may'st see, Then thy...pulse yet true to me. All my faults perchance thou kuowest, All my madness none can know ; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither — yet with thee... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 trang
...his care she must forego ? Wheu her little hands shall press thec, When her lip to thine is prest, Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think...to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know ; All my hopes , where'er thou goest, Wither — yet with thee they go. Every... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 304 trang
...teach her to say " Father!" When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is prest, Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think...to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thce they go. Every feeling... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 trang
...his care she must forego ? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is prest, Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think of him thy love had ble&s'd! Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may'st see, Then thy heart will softly... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 478 trang
...his care she must forego 1 When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is prest, Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think...to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest. All my madness none can know.; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling... | |
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Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more mayst see, Then thy heart will softly tremble With a pulse yet true to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee... 
