 | 1812 - 576 sider
...but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads,...Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments — aye — one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair — so calm —... | |
 | 1813 - 716 sider
...And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads,...calm — so softly seal'd The first — last look — by death reveal'd! Such is the aspect of this shore — 'Tis Greece — but living Greece no more'... | |
 | 1813 - 552 sider
...but for that chill changeless brow, "Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads,...doubt the tyrant's power, So fair — so calm — so softfy seal'd The first — last look — by death reveal'd! Such is the aspect ot this shore — 'Tis... | |
 | 1813 - 662 sider
...not — weeps not — now— And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it...Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments — aye — one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair— so calm — so... | |
 | 1813 - 560 sider
...not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy •Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him...Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments — aye — one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair — so calm— so... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1813 - 90 sider
...weeps not — now — ' And but for that chill changeless brow, SO Where cold Obstruction's apathy* Appals the gazing mourner's heart, AS if to him it...dwells upon — Yes — but for these and these alone, 85 Some moments — aye — one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair... | |
 | 1813 - 1102 sider
...not—wins not—weeps not—now— And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it...could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon—- Yes—but for these and these alone, Some moments—aye—one treacherous hour, He still might doubt... | |
 | 1813 - 580 sider
...that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon — Yes — but for these, and these alone, Some moments, aye one treacherous hour, We still might doubt the tyrant's power. So fair — so calm — so softly... | |
 | 1813 - 566 sider
...but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon-»Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments — aye — one treacherous hour, He still... | |
 | 1813 - 550 sider
...thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom be dreads, yet dwells upon— Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments — aye— one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair — so calm — so... | |
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The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy... 
