 Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad fate with gentleness, as now; And let mild, pitying thoughts lighten for thee Thy sorrow's load. Err not in harsh despair, But tears and patience. One thing more, my child : For thine own sake be constant...  Edinburgh Monthly Review - 595 ページ1820全文表示 - この書籍について
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 ページ
...hear You epeak! Beatr. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad faie with gentleness, as HOW : And let mild, pitying thoughts lighten for thee Thy sorrow's load. Err not in harsh despair, But lean and patience. One tiling more, my child; For thine own sake, be constant to the love Thou bearest... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 ページ
...— cold. Say farewell, before Death chokes that gentle voice! О let me hear You speak! BEATRICE. bers knil By Force or custom7 Cue thing more, my child, For thine own sake be constant to the love Thou bearest us; and to the failli... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 ページ
...that gentle voice ! О let me hear You «peek! BEATRICE. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of onr nrrow'g load. Err not in harsh despair, Rui loare >nd patience. One thing more, my child, br thine... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 ページ
...— cold. Say farewell, before Death chokes that gentle voice ! Oh, let me hear You speak ! Eeatr. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad fate...as now: And let mild pitying thoughts lighten for thae Thy sorrow's load. Err not in harsh despair. But tears and patience. One thing more, my child,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 ページ
...gentle voice ! O let me hear You speak! BEATRICE. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad fale with gentleness, as now : And let mild, pitying thoughts...thee Thy sorrow's load. Err not in harsh despair, Rut tears and patience. One thing more, my child, For thine own sake be constant to the love Thou bearest... | |
 | 1838 - 746 ページ
...sigh to their memory, cursing the hour which had first brought Clinton to their house. CHAPTER XL. " One thing more, my child, For thine own sake be constant to the love Thou beareat me. -And though 111 tongues shall wound me, and our common name Be at a mark stamped on thine... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 ページ
...— cold. Say farewell, before Death chokes that gentle voice ! O let me hear You speak ! BEATRICE. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad fate...the love Thou bearest us ; and to the faith that I, Though wrapt in a strange cloud of crime and shame, Lived ever holy and unstained. And though lll tongues... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 ページ
...— eold. Say farewell, before Death ehokes that gentle voiee ! O let me hear You speak ! BEATRICE. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad fate...sorrow's load. Err not in harsh despair, But tears and patienee. One thing more, my ehild : For thine own sake be eonstant to the love Thou bearest us ; and... | |
 | William Ingraham Kip - 1846 - 478 ページ
...most religiously on the parting advice .'.she is represented as giving to the young Bernardo — " One thing more, my child, For thine own sake be constant...the love Thou bearest us ; and to the faith that I, Though wrapt in a strange cloud of erime and shame, Lived ever holy and unstain'd. And though 111 tongues... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 ページ
...white— cold. Say farewell, before Death chokes that gentle voice 1 0 let me hear You speak 1 BEATRICE. Farewell, my tender brother. Think Of our sad fate...the love Thou bearest us ; and to the faith that I, Though wrapt in a strange cloud of crime and shame, Lived ever holy and unstained. And though 111 tongues... | |
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