 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 — not A groan o'er his untimely lot. A little talk of better...  The Works of Lord Byron - Page 277by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823Full view - About this book
 | Edwin Greenlaw, Clarence Stratton - American literature - 1922 - 648 pages
...A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. I listened, but I could not hear — 205 I called, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - English poetry - 1924 - 486 pages
...little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most,; Ard then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's...less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear; I calFd, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 't was hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished... | |
 | George William McClelland - English Literature (selections: Extracts, Etc.) - 1925 - 1180 pages
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his reform. Sir Ben. To be sure he may: for my part,...people say; and, though he has lost all his friends, I listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my... | |
 | George William McClelland - English literature - 1925 - 1178 pages
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur—not A groan o'er his ge William McClelland silence—lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting... | |
 | American poetry - 1926 - 780 pages
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright; And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A...silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most; Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listened, but I could not... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - English literature - 1926 - 928 pages
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his d away. 54 Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings...thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the aoo In this last loss, of all the most : And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's... | |
 | Frederick Earle Emmons, Thomas Waterman Huntington - Europe - 1928 - 454 pages
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright; And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot — A little talk of better days, A little...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. I listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear; 152 The Prisoner of Chilian... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - Poetry - 1994 - 884 pages
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A...this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs be would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and I listen 'd, but... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - Poetry - 1996 - 868 pages
...transparent light, 195 That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur - not A groan o'er his untimely lot, A little 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... | |
 | William D. Bain - Poetry - 2005 - 130 pages
...all men's have grown from sudden fears. Our voices took a dreary tone, an echo of the dungeon stone. A little talk of better days, a little hope my own...in silence, lost in this last loss of all the most. I saw the dungeon walls and floor close slowly round me as before. I saw the glimmer of the sun creeping... | |
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