 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 - 58. oldalszerző: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1817 - 628 oldal
...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...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 Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 oldal
...li ttle talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs...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... | |
 | 1816 - 572 oldal
...— 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... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 oldal
...A little t«lk 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...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 Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 88 oldal
...little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I, was sunk in silence — lost 200 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... | |
 | 1816 - 692 oldal
...murmur—not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— A little hope m\ own to raise, A little talk of better days, For I was sunk in silence—lost In this last loss...he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, I listened, but I could not hear— More slowly drawn, grew less and leas: I called, for I was wild... | |
 | 1817 - 506 oldal
...days, A little hope, my own to raise, 150 For I HI- sunk in silence — lost 30 In this last lost, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress...nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and les : I listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear : 1 knew 'twas hopeless,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 oldal
...A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 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 Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 oldal
...little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 la this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs...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... | |
 | 1818 - 384 oldal
...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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : 1 listened, but I could not hear — I called, for 1 was wild with fear; 1 knew 'twas hopeless, but... | |
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