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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... "
The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature - Стр. 573
редактор(ы): - 1816
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The Library of Poetry and Song, Том 2

William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - Страниц: 1100
...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...not hear, — I called, for I was wild with fear ; I knew't was hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound,...
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Century Types of English Literature Chronologically Arranged

George William McClelland - 1925 - Страниц: 1144
...the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur—not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— A little talk silence—lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting...
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The Works of Lord Byron: With an Introduction and Bibliography

George Gordon Byron - 1994 - Страниц: 860
...the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk s most po be would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and I listen 'd, but...
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Selected Poems

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - Страниц: 830
...murmur - not A groan o'er his untimely lot, A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: 205 I listen'd, but I could not hear I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but...
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Rite of Passage

William D. Bain - 2005 - Страниц: 128
...grown from sudden fears. Our voices took a dreary tone, an echo of the dungeon stone. A little talk of better days, a little hope my own to raise. For...in silence, lost in this last loss of all the most. I saw the dungeon walls and floor close slowly round me as before. I saw the glimmer of the sun creeping...
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