 Thou wilt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake: Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves ; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale.  The Bee, Or Literary Intelligencer - Trang 70được biên tập bởi - 1792Xem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | Fannie Rose Walbridge - 1900 - 242 trang
...night.1 Thou '«alt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake. Stay for me there.' I will not feil To meit thee in that hollow vale. And think not much of my delay: I am already on the way, -68 And follow thee with ell the speed Desire cen make, or sorrow breed. Erch minute is a short degree,... | |
 | Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1901 - 494 trang
...much loves ; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there ; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much...Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree, And ev'ry hour a step toward thee. Henry King LOVE All love, at first, like gen'rous... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1901 - 1190 trang
...much loves ; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there: I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much...Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree And every hour a step towards thee. . . . 'Tis true — with shame and grief I yield Thou,... | |
 | Mary Lloyd - 1903 - 352 trang
...much loves; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there ; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much...Desire can make or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree, And every hour a step towards thee. At night when I betake to rest, Next morn I rise... | |
 | John Donne - 1904 - 74 trang
...much loves ; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there ; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much...Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree, And every hour a step towards thee. At night, when I betake to rest, Next morn I rise... | |
 | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1906 - 352 trang
...much loves ; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there : I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much...Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree And every hour a step towards thee. . . . 'Tis true — with shame and grief I yield —... | |
 | 1906 - 122 trang
...Marry my body to that dust It so much loves: and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy Tomb. Stay for me there; I will not faile To meet thee in that...much of my delay: I am already on the way. And follow tliee with all the speed Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree, And ev'ry... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1907 - 892 trang
...much loves; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in that tomb. Stay for me there: I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much...Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each minute is a short degree And every hour a step towards thee. . . . Tis true — with shame and grief I yield —... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1908 - 398 trang
...much loves, and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there : I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. And think not much of my delay ; 1 am already on the way, And follow thee with all the speed Desire can make, or sorrows breed. Each... | |
 | Henry King - 1914 - 258 trang
...Marry my body to that dust It so much loves ; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy Tomb. Stay for me there ; I will not faile To meet thee in that hallow Vale. 90 And think not much of my delay ; I am already on the way, And follow thee with all... | |
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