 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 str.
...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 rainbow's ray — An eye of most...his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, Л little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - 548 str.
...; 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 — An eye of most...the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not f /A groan o'er his untimely lot, — . %i-' \ A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 848 str.
...behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk d J7 &Е thru the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness More slowly drawn, grew less an 1... | |
 | George Newenham Wright, Charles Henry Timperley - 1845 - 276 str.
...behind ; With all the while a cheek whoae bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most...of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot." BYRON. A SOCIETY OF ANTIQUARIES. How many are the fancies That joyous childhood hath ! It stoops to... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1846 - 818 str.
...I pardon my enemies from my heart." How like the youngest prisoner in that song of Chillón ! — 1 And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his...talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise.' " Such are the death-scenes in the dungeons of the middle age — such is the testimony of history... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1846 - 1042 str.
...Whose tint as gently sunk away Asa departing rainbow's ray An eye of most transparent light. .-» » # And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his...lot — A little talk of better days A little hope our own to raise." Yes though I spoke of his spiritual absorption •—his heavenly exaltation, as... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 str.
...Whose tints as genlly sunk away Ata departing rainbow's ray — An rye of most transparent li|;ht, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word...of murmur— not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— (l) U tke MS." To break or bit*,"— E. A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise,... | |
 | 1856 - 978 str.
...to forget he was their Priert.1 It is sad to tell, but my young master grew daily w«l and yet — " Not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot ; But the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders, Joshua Chase Sanders - 1848 - 468 str.
...; With all the while a cheek, whose bloom 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. 10. And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness ; — I listened, but I could... | |
 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 str.
...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 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,... | |
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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... 
