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" 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... "
Works - Page 22
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th], Volume 7

1817 - 628 pages
...lot,— A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound, And...
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Hebrew Melodies

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 pages
...li ttle 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 sighs...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound, 210...
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The Prisoner of Chillon, and Other Poems, Volume 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 88 pages
...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...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound— I burst my chain with one strong bound, 210 And...
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 4

Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 pages
...A little t«lk of better days, '. A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss of all the most ; And then the sighs...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound — 1 burst my chain with one strong bound, And...
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Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal

1816 - 572 pages
...— A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished; I called and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound, And rush'd...
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The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature

1816 - 692 pages
...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...
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Spirit of the English Magazines, Volume 1

1817 - 506 pages
...days, A little hope, my own to raise, 150 For I HI- sunk in silence — lost 30 In this last lost, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress...nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and les : I listened, but I could not hear — I called, for I was wild with fear : 1 knew 'twas hopeless,...
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The works of ... lord Byron, Volume 6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 pages
...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...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound, 210...
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The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 pages
...little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost 200 la this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs...knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound, 210...
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The Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature, Volume 2

1818 - 384 pages
...lot,— A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : 1 listened, but I could not hear — I called, for 1 was wild with fear; 1 knew 'twas hopeless, but...
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