 | 1816 - Страниц: 886
...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 wound ? ,. . Yet — oh, yet — thyself deceive not—- Love may sink by slow decay, Bdt, by sudden wrench,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - Страниц: 60
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - Страниц: 212
...— 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...which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound.) Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - Страниц: 280
...— 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? Yet oh yet, thy self deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts... | |
 | 1820 - Страниц: 438
...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...which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet — oh, yet — thyself deceive not- Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Страниц: 478
...— 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 ? Yet, oh yc*, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - Страниц: 614
...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 ? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - Страниц: 478
...• 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... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - Страниц: 826
...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 N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Страниц: 546
...must offend thee, Founded on another's woe — Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm he found, Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts... | |
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Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? 
