 PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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...  The New sporting magazine - Page 2171870Full view - About this book
 | Edward Clarke Lowe - 1868 - 186 pages
...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, But rusted...repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1868 - 340 pages
...years, NOT grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears ; My limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose ; For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are banned, and barred, — forbidden fare.... | |
 | John A. Marshall - Martial law - 1869 - 754 pages
...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,...dungeon's spoil ; And mine have been the fate of those For whom the goodly earth and air Are banned and barred — forbidden fare.' " Posterity will read... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1870 - 630 pages
...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...have been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth, and air Are bann'd and barr'd forbidden fare." He frets not, neither does be quarrel with his bars,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - Fore-edge painting - 1870 - 770 pages
...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 those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare... | |
 | 598 pages
...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 - American poetry - 1871 - 968 pages
...single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears : J[y limbs are bowed, though not with toil, Hut has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are Iranned, and barred, — forbidden... | |
 | American poetry - 1872 - 900 pages
...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 has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are banned, and barred, — forbidden fare... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 pages
...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 those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare;... | |
 | John Charles Curtis - Readers - 1872 - 168 pages
...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 a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd and barr'd—forbidden fare:... | |
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