The Illustrated Byron |
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第 455 頁
This is the deepest of our woes , For this these tears our cheeks bedew ; This is of love the final close , Oh , God ... eye Can raise with hope , depress with fear Yet I conceal my love , -and why ? ; I would not force a painful tear .
This is the deepest of our woes , For this these tears our cheeks bedew ; This is of love the final close , Oh , God ... eye Can raise with hope , depress with fear Yet I conceal my love , -and why ? ; I would not force a painful tear .
第 456 頁
From my eye flows no tear , from my lips flow no curses , I blast not the fiends who have hurl'd me from bliss : For ... Was my eye , ' stead of . tears , with red fury flakes bright'ning , Would my lips breathe a flame which no stream ...
From my eye flows no tear , from my lips flow no curses , I blast not the fiends who have hurl'd me from bliss : For ... Was my eye , ' stead of . tears , with red fury flakes bright'ning , Would my lips breathe a flame which no stream ...
第 570 頁
WHEN we two parted In silence and tears , Half broken - hearted To sever for years , Pale grew thy cheek and cold , Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this . The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my browIt felt like the ...
WHEN we two parted In silence and tears , Half broken - hearted To sever for years , Pale grew thy cheek and cold , Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this . The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my browIt felt like the ...
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