 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 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 sighs he would suppress r Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew loss and less : I listened but I could not... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 pages
...little hope my own to raise. For I was sunk in silence — lost In this last loss, of all (he-most. And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly draw-я, grew less and less. I listcn'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1829 - 478 pages
...of better days, A Ktde hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost Is this last toss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of tainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I Bsten'd, bat I could not bear—... | |
 | Peter Leicester - 1831 - 314 pages
...his firm, unflinching loyalty resisted not a mystery, as unexpected as inexplicable. CHAPTER XI. " 1 listened, but I could not hear, I called, for I was...admonished. I called, and thought I heard a sound — " Prisoner of Chilian. WHEN De Bourgh received the message that called him from the hall, his immediate... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831 - 442 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 sighs...he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, IVlore slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear — • I call'd, for I was... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 pages
...lot ; A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence — lost la this last loss, of all the most. And then the sighs...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild w'ith fear — I knew 't was hopeless,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 pages
...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...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less. 1 listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild w'ith fear — I knew 't was hopeless,... | |
 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 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' sighs...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 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 sighs...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless, but... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 pages
...lot,— A little talk of better day#, 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...feebleness , More slowly drawn , grew less and less : 1 listened, but I could not bear— I called , for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless ,... | |
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... 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... 
