| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 str.
...he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came ; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 str.
...he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| 1816 - 274 str.
...he was wretched, but she saw not all, He rose, and with: a cold and gentle grasp He took her han<l ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts ; Was traced, and then it faded as it came ; Pe dropped the hand he held and with slow steps Retired, but not as l)idding... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 88 str.
...he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came ; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 str.
...darken'd with her shadow, and she saw That he was wretched, but she saw not all. He took her hand; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came ; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 str.
...That he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 306 str.
...he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts . Was traced, and then it faded, as it came ; He dropp'd the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| mrs. Purcell - 1820 - 822 str.
...such pleasing intelligence to " my brother" — Lost in a maze, the Orientalist answered not, whilst ' a moment o'er his face a tablet of unutterable thoughts was traced.' Perceiving his perplexity, although unable to account for it, Lord Llancharne rejoined, " / have made... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 404 str.
...he Was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it carrie ; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 str.
...was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp 96 He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came ; He dropped the hand he held, and with slow steps Retired, but not as bidding... | |
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