...place, Ала thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Hutu his very steps have left a trace Torn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard !...marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. I. Ыт hair is gray, but not with yean, Nor grew it white In a single night,1 As men's have grown...

...Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his тегу steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement...sod, By Bonnivard ! ' — May none those marks efface ! far they appeal from tyranny to God. Mr hair is gray, bat not with years, Nor grew it white In a...

...bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consign' d — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's...marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. [In the first draught, the sonnet opens thus — "Beloved Goddess of the chainless mind ! Brightest...

...bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's daylcss gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's...a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar, — for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...

...bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom. Their country conquers with their martyrdom. And Freedom's...holy place. And thy sad floor an altar, — - for 't was trods Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...

...bind; And when thy sons to fetters are .consign'd— To fetters, and the damp vault's day less gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's...wind^ Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy s<id floor an altar—for 'twas trod, tJntil his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold...

...steps to the stone. " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn,...marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God." 3. How happened it, in this long night, which no day broke in upon, and where the silence was disturbed...

...wrote : — " Chillon, thy prison is a holy place And thy sad floor an altar ; for 'twas trod Until its very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold...marks efface, For they appeal from tyranny to God !" From Chillon to Geneva, and thence by the valley of Meyringen, Macdonald's Pass of the Splugen,...

...bitterness of that " living grave Below the surface of the lake." His sonnet to Bonnivard is exquisite : " Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor...Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface, For they appeal from tyranny...

...thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 't was trod, Until his very steps huve left a trace, Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a...marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God." 3. How happened it, in this long night, which no day broke in upon, and where the silence was disturbed...