 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 days, A little hope my own to...  The works of lord Byron - Página 58de George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 1016 páginas
...— A little talk of better days, 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...hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 't was hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I call'd, and thought I heard a sound... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 páginas
...— A little talk of better days, 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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : 1 listened, but 1 could not Isc.ti — I called, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless,... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 páginas
...littlinalk of better days, A little hope my own to raise. For I was sunk in silence — lost In this lii- 1 n the myrtle wreathes a sword Such as llarmodius drew...There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's i « .1- hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I call'd, and thought I heard a sound... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1826 - 466 páginas
...to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sigbs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness,...drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not bear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 't was hopeless, bat my dread Would not be tbus... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827 - 888 páginas
...A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost lo this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs...suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly diMWu, grew less and less: г I lUleu'd, hut I could not he.ir — 1 calt'd, for I w.is wild with fear;... | |
 | 1828 - 814 páginas
...— A little talk of better days, 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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less; I listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless, but... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 páginas
...— A little talk of better days, 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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1828 - 780 páginas
...better days, Л little hope my own to raise. For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last los«, of all the most. And then the sighs he would suppress...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. 1 listen d, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 't was hopeless, but... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 páginas
...lot. A little talk of better days, 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 r Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew loss and less : I listened but I could not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 páginas
...little hope my own to raise. For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all (he-most. And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly draw-я, grew less and less. I listcn'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear;... | |
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