 | Hephaestion - 1843 - 258 sidor
...bliss, — will often find that of their aim they miss. 6. Dimeter Brakhukatalehkt, or, Ithufallik. Think of her who wove them; Her who made thee love them. 7. Tetrameter Brakhukatalehkt. Soon she threw her arms around him, — sweetly him caressing. 150.... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1844 - 800 sidor
...thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes On its ling'ring rcses, Once so lov'd by thee, Think of her who wove them, Her who made...dying. Autumn leaves are lying, Oh ! then remember me. 172 173 And, at night, when gazing On the gay hearth blazing, Oh ! still remember me. Then should music,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1845 - 802 sidor
...thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes On its ling'ring roses, Once so lov'd by thee, Think of her who wove them, Her who made...When, around thee dying. Autumn leaves are lying, Oh I then remember me. And, at night, when gazing On the gay hearth blazing, Oh! still remember me. Then... | |
 | 1846 - 166 sidor
...then remember me. Think, when home returning, Blight we've seen it burning, Oh ! thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes, On its lingering roses, Think of her who wove them, Her who made thee love them ; Oh ! then remember me. When, around thee... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - 466 sidor
...when home returning, Bright we 've seen it burning ; Oh, thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, 15 When thine eye reposes On its lingering roses, Once...of her who wove them, Her who made thee love them ; 20 Oh, then remember me. When around thee, dying, Autumn leaves are lying, Oh, then remember me.... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1849 - 822 sidor
...thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes On its ling'ring roses, Once so lov'd by thee, Think of her who wove them, Her who made...remember me. When, around thee dying. Autumn leaves arc lying, Oh ! then remember me. 172 173 And, at night, when gazing On the gay hearth blazing, Oh!... | |
 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 sidor
...thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes On its ling'ring rosee, Ouce so lov'd by thee, Think of her who wove them Her who made thee love them, Oh! then remember me. (Ôfl) 311 ïlttl)in nub ©eti ju Stutiin imb ¡Вой) im Sorbeerfronje D! nocft gebenfe mein. äBenn... | |
 | John Aikin - 1852 - 820 sidor
...then remember me. Think, when home returning Bright we've seen it burning — Oh ! thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes, On its lingering roses, Once so loved by ihce — Think of her who wove them, Her who made thee love them — Oh ! then remember me. When, around... | |
 | 1852 - 784 sidor
...reached the last three lines, and then she turned to Tim again and repeated as before, " Think of lier who wove them, Her who made thee love them, Oh, then remember me!" " Ah," said Tim, " It is useless to tell me that ' For thy impression on my mind, No lime nor power... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1853 - 790 sidor
...seen it burning, Oh ! thus remember me. Oft as summer closes, When thine eye reposes On its ling'ring roses, Once so loved by thee, Think of her who wove...dying, Autumn leaves are lying, Oh ! then remember me. 228 229 And, at night« when gazing On the gay hearth blazing, Oh ! still remember me. Then should... | |
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Oh ! still remember me. Then, should music, stealing All the soul of feeling, To thy heart appealing, Draw one tear from thee ; Then let... 
