 | Victor Hugo - 1861
...bie fcböne, Beirre 9Bdt. «ptil, 1829. XVI. Oh ! talk not to me of a name great in story, The days of our youth are the days of our glory. And the myrtle...Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. Byron. <ÍS iommt ein Stag, an bent ber eble Sunftler 3)en ®ruct ber 3ab.re fufclt auf feinem J&aupt.... | |
 | Victor Hugo - 1861 - Страниц: 386
...minb bit fd?Oue, beitne %9eIt. Iptif, 1829. Xv'. Oh! talk not to me of a name great In story, The days of our youth are the days of our glory. And the myrtle...Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. B yr... ¿d fosumt tin Tag, am bet ben ebte LIfinitlem Ten Tmmd bet 3abre fubit auf feimem .¿aupt.... | |
 | 1863 - Страниц: 438
...your laurels, though ever so plenty. What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled ? 'T is but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled : Then away with all such from the head that is hoary — What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory ? 0 Fame ! — if I e'er took... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - Страниц: 452
...WRITTEN ON THE ROAD BETWEEN FLORENCE AND PISA. i. OH, talk not to me of a name great in story ; The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; And the myrtle...Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. II. • What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled ? 'T is but as a dead-flower with... | |
 | Frederick Locker-Lampson - 1867 - Страниц: 376
...days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, tho' ever so plenty. What are garlands and crowns to the...besprinkled : Then away with all such from the head that is hoary! What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory? O, FAME ! if I e'er took delight... | |
 | Frederick Locker- Lampson - 1867 - Страниц: 380
...WRITTEN ON THE ROAD BETWEEN FLORENCE AND PISA. O, TALK not to me of a name great in story ; The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; And the myrtle...of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, tho' ever so plenty. What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled ? 'Tis but as a dead... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - Страниц: 88
...have all passed away from her eyes. Wordsworth. O talk not to me of a name great in story ; The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; And the myrtle...Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. Byron. Who is she, the poor maniac, whose wildly-fixed eyes Seem a heart overcharged to express ? She... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1870 - Страниц: 770
...WRITTEN ON THE ROAD BETWEEN FLORENCE AND PISA. Он, talk not to me of a name great in story ; The days & u = > [sprinkled. 'Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew beThen away with all such from the head that is... | |
 | 1878 - Страниц: 612
...ten times as interesting as a hero of sixty. " Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story 1 The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twcnty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty." And what is it when the myrtle and... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873 - Страниц: 378
...WRITTEN ON TUB ROAD BETWEEN FLORENCE AND PISA.1™ OH, talk not to me of a name great in story ; The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; And the myrtle...crowns to the brow that is wrinkled ? 'Tis but as a dead-flower with May-dew besprinkled. Then away with all such from the head that is hoary ! What care... | |
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OH, talk not to me of a name great in story ; The days of our youth are the days of our glory ; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. 
