 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...  The Works of Lord Byron - Página 472de George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 páginas
...almost 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...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 páginas
...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...feebleness , More slowly drawn , grew less and less : 1 listened, but I could not bear— I called , for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless ,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 páginas
...almost 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...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 páginas
...almost 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 I was sank in ailence — lost ID Uui last loss, of all the most; And the« the sighs he would suppress Of... | |
 | 1838 - 870 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 days, A little hope my own...less and less : I listened but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would riot be thus admonished... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 páginas
...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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