The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred. Lament of Tasso, &cJohn Murray, 1818 - 141 pages |
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... steps have left a trace Worn , as if thy cold pavement were a sod , By Bonnivard ! ' - May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God . THE PRISONER OF CHILLON . A FABLE . I. My 2 SONNET ON CHILLON .
... steps have left a trace Worn , as if thy cold pavement were a sod , By Bonnivard ! ' - May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God . THE PRISONER OF CHILLON . A FABLE . I. My 2 SONNET ON CHILLON .
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... 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 - but to me They never sounded like our own . 60 IV . I was the eldest of ...
... 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 - but to me They never sounded like our own . 60 IV . I was the eldest of ...
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... cold , Had his free breathing been denied The range of the steep mountain's side ; But why delay the truth ? ―he died . I saw , and could not hold his head , Nor reach his dying hand - nor dead , Though hard I strove , but strove in ...
... cold , Had his free breathing been denied The range of the steep mountain's side ; But why delay the truth ? ―he died . I saw , and could not hold his head , Nor reach his dying hand - nor dead , Though hard I strove , but strove in ...
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... cold earth of our cave , I begg'd them , as a boon , to lay His corse in dust whereon the day Might shine - it was a foolish thought , But then within my brain it wrought , That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could ...
... cold earth of our cave , I begg'd them , as a boon , to lay His corse in dust whereon the day Might shine - it was a foolish thought , But then within my brain it wrought , That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could ...
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... were enemies ; they met beside The dying embers of an altar - place Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things For an unholy usage ; they raked up , And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands The feeble DARKNESS . 37.
... were enemies ; they met beside The dying embers of an altar - place Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things For an unholy usage ; they raked up , And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands The feeble DARKNESS . 37.
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ABBOT Alps answer Arimanes ASTARTE beautiful BEN JONSON bird blood Bonnivard breath brow Cantos castle chain CHAMOIS HUNTER change came o'er clay clouds cold curse darkness death desolation despair destiny doth dread dream dungeon dwell earth Edition English Poetry Exit MANFRED eyes fatal fear feel Ferrara fetters Gadara Geneve grave grief hath heart heaven her's HERMAN hour immortal LAMENT OF TASSO light live look LORD LORD BYRON MANUEL mind mix'd mortal mountain NEMESIS night Note o'er the spirit ocean PARISINA pause perish'd Poem PRISONER OF CHILLON qu'il SCENE slumber smile solitude soul speak star stood Stowmarket strange sunbow's tears thee thine things thou art thou didst thou dost thoughts thyself torrent torture twas twere Twill voice walls WALTER SCOTT wandering wave WILLIAM GIFFORD wind WITCH words wouldst thou wreck wretched ΜΑΝ Аввот