 | Joaquin Miller - Indiana - 1873 - 286 pages
...stop, with the hand to the heart Press'd hard, and the teeth set savage with rage. VI. Alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live you must love ;...better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better, at least, we could well forget. VII. The clouds are above us, and snowy and cold, And what is beyond... | |
 | Joaquin Miller - 1873 - 232 pages
...alone, Slow pitching white pebbles at tr.out in the stream. v. Alas for a. heart that is left forlorn 1 If you live you must love ; if you love, regret, —...better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better, at least, we could well forget» n. The clouds are above us, and snowy and cold, . And what is beyond... | |
 | English periodicals - 1873 - 756 pages
...alack for loving, and alas for love, And alas that there ever are lovers at all And alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live you must love ; if you love, regret — It wer» better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better, at least, we could well forget. And yet,... | |
 | Joseph Hatton - 1874 - 288 pages
...his eyes. " And I am not jealous of him," said the poet to himself. " But — " ' Alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live you must love ;...better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better at least we could well forget." " Ah, my wayward singer," he said, as he repeated the favourite lines,... | |
 | Joseph Hatton - 1874 - 278 pages
...stop with the hand to the heart Press'd hard, and the teeth set savage with rage. " ' Alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live you must love ;...regret — It were better perhaps we had never been bom, Or, better at least we could well forget.' " Hail to thee, brother of the melancholy heart! May'st... | |
 | English periodicals - 1874 - 794 pages
...with his eyes. " And I am not jealous of him," said the poet to himself. " But — " Alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live you must love ;...regret — It were better perhaps we had never been bom, Or better at least we could well forget." " Ah, my wayward singer," he said, as he repeated the... | |
 | Joaquin Miller - 1875 - 228 pages
...the sun, and forever alone, Slow pitching white pebbles at trout in the stream. v. Alas for a heart that is left forlorn! If you live you must love ;...better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better, at least, we could well forget. TL The clouds are above us, and snowy and cold, And what is beyond... | |
 | Cincinnatus Hiner Miller - 1878 - 182 pages
...from the sun, for ever alone, Slow pitching white pebbles at trout in the stream. Alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live you must love ; if you love, regret, — It were better, perhaps, you had never been born, Or better, at least, you could well forget. The clouds are above us, and snowy... | |
 | Jessie Maclaren - 1879 - 240 pages
...drawing-room, where the ceremony is to take place. CHAPTER VII. THE ICE BURNS SOEE. Alas ! for the Leart that is left forlorn. If you live you must love ;...been born, Or better, perhaps, we could well forget. " I SEE nothing to cry about," says my husband. " It is certainly very kind of Frazer, but what logical... | |
 | Charlotte Moon Clark - 1882 - 416 pages
...beats high And the blood comes quick ; but the lips are still With awe and wonder. Alas for a heart that is left forlorn ! If you live, you must love...better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better, at least, we could well forget." (Mrs. Hartley to Mrs. Carisbroolce from Richmond, May I, 1863.) "... | |
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Alas for a heart that is left forlorn! If you live you must love; if you love, regret, — It were better, perhaps, we had never been born, Or better, at least, we could well forget. 
