 | Vida Dutton Scudder - 1919 - 572 páginas
...behind, 190 Withal the while a cheek whose bloom 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, i05 That almost made the dungeon bright, And net a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot,... | |
 | George Roy Elliott, Norman Foerster - 1923 - 864 páginas
...With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb 191 Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray ; An eye of most...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, 195 And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days,... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 966 páginas
...behind : With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb. Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray ; An eye of most...silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most,; Ard then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less... | |
 | Edwin Greenlaw, Clarence Stratton - 1922 - 648 páginas
...all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, 191 Whose tints as gently sunk away An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright; 195 And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot — A little talk of better days,... | |
 | George William McClelland - 1925 - 1178 páginas
...With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, '«' \Vhose tints as gently sunk ؙ murmur—not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to... | |
 | 1926 - 780 páginas
...behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray; An eye of most...silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most; Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listened, but I could not... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1926 - 928 páginas
...With all the while a cheek whose bloom 190 Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk on the peopled desert past, As on aoo In this last loss, of all the most : And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 páginas
...With all the while a cheek whoso bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunlj'away F= be would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and I listen 'd, but... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 páginas
...190 With all the while a cheek whose bloom 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, 195 That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur - not A groan o'er his untimely lot,... | |
 | William D. Bain - 2005 - 130 páginas
...all men's have grown from sudden fears. Our voices took a dreary tone, an echo of the dungeon stone. A little talk of better days, a little hope my own...in silence, lost in this last loss of all the most. I saw the dungeon walls and floor close slowly round me as before. I saw the glimmer of the sun creeping... | |
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He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom... 
