 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1820 - 636 σελίδες
...with every sweetest vow ; " And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : " How chang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! " Give me that voice...again, my Porphyro, " Those looks immortal, those co m plainings dear ! " Oh leave me not in this eternal woe, " For if thou diest, my Love, I know not... | |
 | 1821 - 724 σελίδες
...tuneable with every sweetest vow ; And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : How changed them art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! , Give me that voice...Porphyro, Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! Oh leave me not in this eternal woe ; For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1825 - 842 σελίδες
...with every sweetest vow ; " And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear": " How chang'd thou art ! concise, and yet my little stock suffered again severely....how experience will stand in the place of study. T ! " Oh, leave me not in this eternal woe, " For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 882 σελίδες
...those sad eye» were spiritual and clear : • How chang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drea, ' Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, • Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ¡ 1 Oh, leave me not in this eternal woe, * For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1868 - 846 σελίδες
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : " How chang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drea, " Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, " Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! " Oh, leave me not in this eternal woe, * for if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 878 σελίδες
...those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : " How chang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear . 11 Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, " Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! " Oh, leave me not in this eternal woe, " For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1835 - 876 σελίδες
...those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : " How chang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, and «rear " Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, " Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! " Oh, leave me not in this eternal woe, " For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 954 σελίδες
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : " How cbang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, and dreai " Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, " Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! " Oh, leave me not in this eternal woe, " For if thou diest, my love, 1 know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | William Hone - 1839 - 874 σελίδες
...with every sweetest vow ; " And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : " How chang'd thou art ! kow n the gradual desuetude of old observances, this custom...solemnizing our proper birthday hath nearly passed awa ! " Oh, leave ine not in this eternal woe, " For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyund... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 σελίδες
...tuneable with every sweetest vow ; And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice...Porphyro, Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! Oh leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my Love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
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said she, ' but even now Thy voice was at sweet tremble in mine ear, Made tuneable with every sweetest vow; And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear: How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those... 
