 | American poetry - 1926 - 780 pages
...still some solace, in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To harken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some new hope or...cold. Our voices took a dreary tone, An echo of the dungeon stone, A grating sound — not full and free As they of yore were wont to be: It might be fancy... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - English literature - 1926 - 928 pages
...still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And t to West erne shore, 41 And all the world in their subjection 60 Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold. Our voices took a dreary tone, An... | |
 | Frederick Earle Emmons, Thomas Waterman Huntington - Europe - 1928 - 454 pages
...still some solace, in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some new hope or...fancy — but to me They never sounded like our own. IV I was the eldest of the three, And to uphold and cheer the rest I ought to do, and did, my best... | |
 | Arthur Beatty - English poetry - 1928 - 582 pages
...elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some near hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold; But...cold. Our voices took a dreary tone, An echo of the dungeon stone, A grating sound, not full and free, As they of yore were wont to be: It might be fancy... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - Poetry - 1994 - 884 pages
...still some solace, in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some new hope, or...cold. Our voices took a dreary tone, An echo of the dungeon stone. A grating eonnd, not full and free, As they of yore were vont to be : It might be fancy,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - Poetry - 1996 - 868 pages
...Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each 60 With some new hope or legend old, Or song heroically...cold. Our voices took a dreary tone, An echo of the dungeon stone, 65 A grating sound - not full and free 1ll IV I was the eldest of the three, 70 And... | |
 | Andrea K. Henderson - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 230 pages
...of the three brothers, the only mention of real interaction between them is this: And each [would] turn comforter to each, With some new hope, or legend...heroically bold; But even these at length grew cold. (59-62, my emphasis) The brothers turn to memories of a feudal tradition to sustain themselves but... | |
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Twas still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech ,. And each turn comforter to each With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold; But even these at length grew cold. 
