 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 oldal
...so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That u luí o* t made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot,... | |
 | Book - 1854 - 496 oldal
...so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs be would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness,... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1854 - 332 oldal
...tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...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 nature's feebleness,... | |
 | 1854 - 456 oldal
...tender, — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...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 nature's feebleness,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 oldal
...tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1126 oldal
...tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind : With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not А егмл o'er his untimely lot,— Л little talk of better day«, A little hope тот own to raise,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1104 oldal
...the dungeon bright, 184 186 And not a word of murmur — not Л groan o'er his untimely lot,— Л 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 Of fainting nature's feebleness,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1126 oldal
...of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur— not Л groan o'er his untimely lot,— A little talk of better days, A little hope ray own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most ; And then... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 oldal
...tender, — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...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 nature's feebleness,... | |
 | 1855 - 458 oldal
...tender, — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk...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 nature's feebleness,... | |
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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 Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing... 
