 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825
...the 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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 't was hopeless, but... | |
 | George Clinton (biographer of Byron.) - 1825
...nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : 1 listened, but 1 could not Isc.ti — I called, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas...hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; 1 called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound, And rushed to him... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1826
...the 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...lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sigbs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd,... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - Страниц: 776
...the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur— not A gro^Ao'er his untimely lot, — A littlinalk been borne, and broken by the accord Of roused-np millions : all that most endears Glory lii- 1 loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827
...dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er tiis untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost lo this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness,... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - Страниц: 383
...made the 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...all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress r Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew loss and less : I listened but I could not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - Страниц: 718
...the 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...sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all (he-most. And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly draw-я,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1828 - Страниц: 718
...bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groaa o'er his untimely lot ; A little talk of better days, Л little hope my own to raise. For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last los«, of all the most. And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1829
...not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— co 3 A Knie ulk of better days, A Ktde hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost Is this last toss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of tainting nature's feebleness,... | |
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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... 
