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" To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left... "
Select Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: In Two Volumes - Page 2
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823
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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 pages
...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds win?s on every wind. Chillon 1 thy prison is a holy place. And thy sad floor an altar...a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, 1 When this poem was composed, I was not sufficiently aware of the history of Bonnivard, or I should...
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Tales and poems

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1848 - 320 pages
...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar...trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bounivard !c" — May none those marks efl'ace ! For they appeal from tyrauny to God. I. My hair is...
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Letters from Italy

J. T. Headley - 1848 - 410 pages
...afterwards heard of it, he wrote a sonnet on the noble prior of Victor, in which he says : " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 'twas trod Until its very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! May none...
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The Select Poetical Works

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 pages
...Their country conquers with their martrydom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...
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The Prisoners' Friend: A Monthly Magazine Devoted to Criminal ..., Volume 1

1849 - 610 pages
...their martyrdom. And freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón ' thy prison is a holy pfacc, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod. Until...have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were о sod, By Bonnivnrd ! Мну none those marks efface ARTICLE LXXIII. William Smith O'Brien. IRELAND....
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Holidays Abroad: Or, Europe from the West, Volume 2

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1849 - 344 pages
...of the poet. Byron wrote a sonnet on the true story after he learned it, concluding thus: Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 't was trod Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volume 12

1852 - 596 pages
...perfectly descriptive of the locality before us : " Chillon! tby prison is a holy place, And tby tad floor an altar; for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny...
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Switzerland and Savoy

David Bogue - 1852 - 416 pages
...cmdoir, from which the eye plunges with difficulty to the bottom of this terrestrial Erebus. " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 't was trod Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the culd pavement were a sod, By Bonuivard...
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A Hand-book for Travellers in Switzerland and the Alps of Savoy and Piedmont

John Murray (Firm) - 1852 - 512 pages
...afterwards wrote the sonnet on Bonnivard, from which the following lines are taken: — " Chillón I thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; fur 't was trod Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod,...
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Art and Nature Under an Italian Sky

Margaret Juliana Maria Dunbar - 1853 - 330 pages
...steps were all that he could take, and this living death was inflicted by his fellow-men ! " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar...Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface, For they appeal from tyranny...
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