 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - Страниц: 370
...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 calTd, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - Страниц: 316
...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_l I .listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - Страниц: 310
...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 I was sunk in silence — lost 200 In this la^t loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - Страниц: 44
...A little talk of better days A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the...fear! I knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not he thus admonished; 1 called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - Страниц: 226
...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 called, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless, but... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - Страниц: 234
...made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur—notA groan o'er his untimely lot,— A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence—lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - Страниц: 322
...hright And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of hetter days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence lost, la this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feehleness,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Страниц: 1016
...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 - 1825 - Страниц: 826
...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 - Страниц: 466
...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,... | |
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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... 
