 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 oldal
...delirious with its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow. 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 oldal
...with its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix' d with such — but sure and sloy4 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 oldal
...faded, and so calm and meek , So sodly worn . so sweetly weak , So fearless , yet so tender—kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a check whose bloom Was as a mockery ol the tomb , Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 oldal
...delirious with its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such— bat sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so...a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, there found greal hidden treasures, and many wretched beiftf* pining away their lives in these frightful... | |
 | 1838 - 822 oldal
...happiness of that little circle would indeed have been without a cloud. CHAPTER VIII. He faded ; but so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak,...grieved for those he left behind, With all the while a check whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb ; An eye of most transparent light, That almost made... | |
 | Mortimer Delmar (fict.name.) - 1838 - 1118 oldal
...to dispatch intelligence to Mortimer respecting their farther movements. VOL. ii. CHAPTER XIV. She faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak. So tearless, yet so tender — kind. And grieied for those she left behind — And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er her untimely lot.... | |
 | 1838 - 870 oldal
...happiness of that little circle would indeed have been without a cloud. CHAPTER VIII. He faded ; but so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, vet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind, With all the while a cheek whose bloom... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 oldal
...with its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow : II. The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath...con ta in 'd no tomb, — And glowing into day: w there found great hidden treasures, and many wretched beings pining away their lives in these frightful... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 380 oldal
...delirious with its dread: But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — hut sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so...so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left hehind, With all the while a cheek whose hloom "Was as a mockery of the tomh, Whose tints as gently... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - 548 oldal
...and so calm and meek, I So softly worn, so sweetly weak, I So tearless, yet so tender — kind, lAml grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloomi Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray —... | |
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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 — nut A groan o'er his untimely lot... 
