 | Nimrod - 1837 - 278 pages
...they both loved him. Neither did they reproach him. He could not complain with the noble bard — " Though my many faults defac'd me, Could no other arm...which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound ?" But he might have joined his brother exile in his plaintive song — " All ray faults — perhaps... | |
 | Nimrod - 1837 - 274 pages
...both loved him. Neither did they reproach him. He could not complain with the noble bard— "Thongh my many faults defac'd me, Could no other arm be found,...which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound?" But he might have joined his brother exile io his plaintive song — "All my faults — perhaps thou... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...blow, Even 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, To inflict a cureless wound ? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 pages
...blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's wo.— 5. Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound ? 0. Yet, Oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - 576 pages
...the blow, Even 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, To inflict a cureless wound? \ Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 340 pages
...well to spurn it so. 4. Though the world for this commend thee — 5. Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found Than the one which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound? 6. Yet, O yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow decay, But "by sudden wrench, believe not... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 pages
...blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another's wo — Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound 1 Yet, oh yet thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 pages
...blow, Even 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, To inflict a cureless wound ? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not ; Love may sink by slow... | |
 | Frances Sargent Osgood - 1848 - 308 pages
...frequent since it has been ascertained to be so poisonous in its effects. Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound ? BYRON PLEASURE WITHOUT ALLOY. MOSS-ROSE. The rose that hails... | |
 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 pages
...the blow, Even 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, To inSict a cureless wound? uiöljt! Se&e luoijl! unb ob für immer! 7fu(() für immer,... | |
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Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this 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 be found, Than the one which once... 
