 | English poetry - 1905 - 622 pages
...hate ; And, whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, V Yet it still shall bear me on : Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won. Were't the last drop in the well, As I gasped upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell, Tis to thee... | |
 | Mormon Church - 1906 - 602 pages
...still shall bear me on; Though a desert should surround me It hath springs that may be won. Were't the last drop in the well. As I gasp'd upon the brink. Ere my fainting spirit fell, 'Tls to thee that I would drink. With that water, as this wine. The libation I would pour Should be... | |
 | Quotations - 1906 - 810 pages
...Troilus and Cressida, iii, 3 Well, — Were 't the last drop in the well, And I gasping on the brink,1 Ere my fainting spirit fell, 'T is to thee that I would drink, BYRON, Lines to Moore, st, 4 Werther, — Werther had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1907 - 170 pages
...double health to thee ! II Here 'sa sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; III Though the Ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall...should surround me, It hath springs that may be won. IV Were 't the last drop in the well, As I gasped upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell, 'Tis... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English letters - 1907 - 486 pages
...smile to those who hate; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the oceau roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on; Though...should surround me, It hath springs that may be won. Were't the last drop in the well, As I gasp'd upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell, 'T is to... | |
 | George Carter Howland - English language - 1908 - 328 pages
...and yet it is not night. Each one a six-foot bow could bend, And far a cloth-yard shaft could send. Though the ocean roar around me Yet it still shall bear me on. Ourselves beheld the listed field, A sight both sad and fair. If friends he had, he bade adieu to none.... | |
 | William S. Walsh - Literary curiosa - 1909 - 1116 pages
...love me. And a smile to those who hate; And, whatever sky's above me. Here's a heart for every fate. Were' t the last drop in the well, As I gasp'd upon the brink. Ere my fainting spirit fell 'Tis to thee that I would drink. To Thomas Moert. No better instance of the power of short words can... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 1334 pages
...love me, And a smile to those who hate; And, whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; . 502. Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won. Were't the last drop... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer - English literature - 1910 - 776 pages
...me, And a smile to those who hate; And, whatever sky 's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. 8 d with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming gasped upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell, 'Tis to thee that I would drink. 16 • The first... | |
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Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won. 
