 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - Страниц: 452
...dungeon bright. And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise ; For I was sunk...the sighs he would suppress, Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listened, but I could not hear, — I called,... | |
 | 1855 - Страниц: 458
...dungeon bright. And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise ; For I was sunk...the sighs he would suppress, Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listened, but I could not hear, • — I called,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1856 - Страниц: 833
...little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence—lost In this ^ast loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear— I call'd, for... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - Страниц: 436
...bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope — my own to raise, For I was...then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd,... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - Страниц: 426
...bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope — my own to raise, For I was...this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs ho would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1859 - Страниц: 614
...bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk...then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd,... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - Страниц: 120
...bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk...then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1859 - Страниц: 914
...not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to rabe, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss,...then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and lest : I listen'd, but I could not hear ; I call'd, for... | |
 | John Daniel Morell - 1860 - Страниц: 274
...A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, 200 For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most ; 175. On the stalk.— Resuming the picture 186 He faded.— See note on 175. There of tbeflouxr,... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - Страниц: 128
...bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk...then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less ; I listen'd, but I could not hear — 1 call'd,... | |
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Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray; An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot ! A little talk of better... 
