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...my life, botli interest and principal, And deem not, what I deem'd, my soul invincible. No more— no more — Oh ! never more on me The freshness of...fall like dew, Which out of all the lovely things wo see Extracts emotions beautiful and new; Hived in our bosoms like the bag o' the bee Tliink'st thou...

...happens — as was the case with Lord Byron in Greece — that the same ' [" No more — no more — Oh 1 never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which out of all the lovely things we tee Extracts emotions beautiful and new. Hived in our bosoms like the bag <•' the bee Think'st thou...

...my life, both interest and prineipal, And deem not, what I deem'd, my sonl invincible. No more — no more — Oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which ont of all the lovely things we see Extracts emotions beantifnl and new; Hived in onr bosoms like the...

...in heart, and love, and blighted, — More than this I scarce can die. BYRON. NO MORE. No more — no more — Oh ! never more on me The freshness of...Alas ! 'twas not in them, but in thy power, To double even the sweetness of a flower. No more — no more — Oh! never more, my heart, Canst thou be my...

...clouds. His cry is a single, plaintive, despairing note, as of a bird lost in the darkness : " No more, no more, oh never more on me The freshness of the heart cap fall like dew. Which out of all the lovely things we see Extracts emotions beautiful and new."...

...Seared in heart, ami love, and blighted,— More than this I scarce can die. BYBON. NO MORE. No more — no more — Oh! never more on me The freshness of...new, Hived in our bosoms like the bag o' the bee. Thhik'st thou the honey with those objects grew ? Alas! 'twas not in them, but in thy power, To double...

...a morbid, desponding tone, expresses the same psychological law : — " No more, oh ! never more to me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which...bosoms like the bag o" the bee, Think'st thou the honey from these objects grew ? Oh I no, 'twas not in them, but in love's power, To double even the sweetness...

...my life, both interest and principal, A.nd deem not, what I deemed, my soul invincible. No more — no more — Oh ! never more on me The freshness of...things we see Extracts emotions beautiful and new, Hiv'd in our bosoms like the bag o' the bee, Think'st thou the honey with those objects grew? Alas...

...implicated, or enthralled, while you are there, be it but for a few moments, you are liberated. " No more — no more — oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which out of all the'lovely things we see Extracts emotions beautiful and new, Hived in our bosoms like the bag o' the...