 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 - Side 573redigeret af - 1816Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 sider
...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 'twas hopeless, but... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 sider
...PIUSOXtR And not a word of murmur—not A groan o'er Ins untimely lot,— A little talk of better day#, 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.) - 1837 - 480 sider
...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 : listen'd, but I could not hear — caD'd, for I was wild with fear; knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 982 sider
...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 sank in ailence — lost ID Uui last loss, of all the most; And the« the sighs he would suppress Of... | |
 | 1838 - 870 sider
...almost made the dungeon bright ; And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, * * And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's...feebleness, More slowly drawn — grew less and less! Bj/гал. But a dear object soon called for all the attention of Constance — her sister Rose, whose... | |
 | 1838 - 822 sider
...almost made the dungeon bright ; And not a word uf murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, * * And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn — grew less ami less! Byra Buta dear object soon called for all the attention of Constance — her sister Rose,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 380 sider
...dungeon 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...then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feehleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less ; I listen'd, hut I could not hear — I call'd,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 sider
...the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little Ulk ll alone. Upon his eye sal something of reproof, That...timid that beheld him near In silence gazed, or whisp ОГ fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : listen'd, but I could not... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 sider
...made 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...with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would riot be thus admonished ; I called, arid thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain wilh one strong... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 sider
...And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, Л little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence...loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would snpprws Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listcn'd, but I... | |
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