 MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate...  The works of lord Byron - Página 309por George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1829Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Double acrostics - 1868 - 230 páginas
...the Koran given.' 2. ' Whose rarest, dearest fruits of bliss Are placed on danger's precipice.' 3. ' And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd and barred, forbidden fare.' 4. 'Her loveliness with shame, ^and with surprise, Froze my swift speech.'... | |
 | John A. Marshall - 1869 - 754 páginas
...cruelty. Well you may exclaim, in the immortal language of the Prisoner of Chillon, 'My limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil ; And mine have been the fate of those For whom the goodly earth and air Are banned and barred — forbidden fare.'... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1870 - 630 páginas
...is not conquered. Like the " Prisoner of Chillón," he seems to say, " My limbs are bow'd, thonjjh not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine have been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth, and air Are bann'd and barr'd forbidden fare."... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1870 - 770 páginas
...PRISONER OF CIIILLO.V. My hair is grey, but not with years ; Nor grow it white In a single night,* As men's have grown from sudden fears : My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, Rut rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of... | |
 | 598 páginas
...although caught, he is not conquered. Like the " Prisoner of Chillón," he seems to say, " My limbe are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For the; hare been a dungeon's spoil, And mine hare been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth, and... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 páginas
...single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears : J[y limbs are bowed, though not with toil, Hut Iranned, and barred, — forbidden fare ; But this was for my father's faith I sufleml chains and courted... | |
 | 1872 - 900 páginas
...years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears : Jty limbs are bowed, he groaning cleats ; The spanker slaps banned, and barred, — forbidden fare ; But this wns for my father's faith I suffered chains and courted... | |
 | John Charles Curtis - 1872 - 168 páginas
...bovv'd, though not with toil, MY hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white, In a single night, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been...those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd and barr'd—forbidden fare: But this was for my father's faith, I suffer'd chains and courted death ;... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 páginas
...THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. MY hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears : My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, 5 But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1872 - 776 páginas
...bow'd, though not with toil, MT hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd—forbidden fare ; But this was for my father's... | |
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