 Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And hurls the spirit from her throne of light ! Sinks those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, But spares, as yet, the charm around her lips...  The works of ... lord Byron - Side 118af George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1814 - 606 sider
...dark lashes fringed her lids of snow — And veil'd — thought shrinks from all that lurk'd below — Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And...Yet — yet they seem as they forbore to smile, And wish'd repose — but only for a while ; Hut the white shroud, and each extended tress, Long — fair... | |
 | 1814 - 258 sider
...dark lashes fringed her lids of snow— And veil'd— thought shrinks from allthatlurk'd below— Ob ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And hurls...eclipse, But spares, as yet, the charm around her lipsYet — yet they seem as they forebore to smile, And wish'd repose — but only tor a while ; But... | |
 | 1814 - 1032 sider
...snow — And veil'd — thought shrinks from all that lurk'd below—- Oh ! o'er the eye death must exerts his might, And hurls the spirit from her throne...eclipse, But spares, as yet, the charm around her lipsYet — yet they seem as they forbore to smile. And wish'd repose — but only for a while ; But... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1814 - 378 sider
...lashes fringed her lids of snow — And veil'd — thought shrinks from all that lurk'd beloyv-r— Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And...! Sinks those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, 1790 But spares, as yet, the charm around her lipsYet — yet they seem as they forbore to smile, And... | |
 | 362 sider
...shrinks from all that luik'd 1»low — Oh ! o'er the eve Death most exerts his might, And liiirls the spirit from her throne of light ! .Sinks those blue orbs in that long lost eclipse, But spares, as yet, the cuarm around her lips* — ~ Yet — yet they seem, as they forbore... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 246 sider
...was so still and fair, 1774 That death with gentler aspect withered there; And the cold flowers i6 her colder hand contained, In that last grasp as tenderly...to smile, And wished repose—but only for a while 5 But the white shroud, and each extended tress, Long—fair—but spread in utter lifelessness, Which,... | |
 | 1814 - 506 sider
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 | 1818 - 504 sider
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 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 152 sider
...dark lashes fringed her lids of snow, And veil'd — thought shrinks from all that lurk'd below — Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And...! Sinks those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, 1790 But spares, as yet, the charm around her lips — Yet, yet they seem as they forbore to smile,... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1818 - 500 sider
...her lids of snow, And veiled — thought shrinks from all that lurked l»elow — Oh '. o'er ihe rye death most exerts his might, And hurls the spirit...those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, But spares, asyel, the charm around her lips—- Ytl, yet they seem as they forbore to smile, And wished repose... | |
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