 | Franklin Verzelius Newton Painter - 1906 - 764 strani
...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...my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 616 strani
...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...grew less and less, listen'd, but I could not hear — call'd, for I was wild with fear; knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Vould not be thus admonished;... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 654 strani
...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...my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 2oo In this last loss, of all the most: And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1907 - 170 strani
...transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright ; And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er bis untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A...my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting Nature's... | |
 | 1908 - 554 strani
...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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear; I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my... | |
 | Edward Chauncey Baldwin, Harry Gilbert Paul - 1908 - 428 strani
...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...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,... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 1334 strani
...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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. I listen 'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 't was hopeless, but... | |
 | Mary E. Doyle - 1909 - 508 strani
...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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but... | |
 | 1910 - 542 strani
...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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd,' for I was wild with fear ; I knew 't was hopeless,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1909 - 160 strani
...A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, 200 For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss,...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: 205 1 listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 't was hopeless,... | |
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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... 
