 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 Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing...  Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal - Страница 4361816Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 страница
...whose bloom 190 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...murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— A li ttle talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 88 страница
...bloom 190 » 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...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... | |
 | 1816 - 692 страница
...lot,— A little hope m\ own to raise, A little talk of better days, For I was sunk in silence—lost In this last loss of all the most; And then the sighs...he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, I listened, but I could not hear— More slowly drawn, grew less and leas: I called, for I was wild... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 страница
...gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That almost made tbe dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not % • A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little t«lk of better days, '. A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this... | |
 | 1817 - 506 страница
...whose bluon 1S» Was as a muckery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk awaj Asa departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That almost...dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A eroan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope, my own to raise, 150... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 страница
...whose bloom 1 90 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...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 страница
...whose bloom ] 90 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...my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 la this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 260 страница
...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, 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 страница
...whose bloom Was as a mockery of the romb, 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 mnrmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 294 страница
...whose bloom 190 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, 195 And not a word of murmur—not A groan o'er his untimely lot,— A little talk of better days,... | |
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