| 1813 - 560 ˹éÒ
...shrouded eye, vol. x. -so. xx. jf i That That fires not — wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy •Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, "yet dwells upon— ' Yes — but for these and these... | |
| 1813 - 662 ˹éÒ
...— but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not — wins not — weeps not — now— And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon — Yes — but for these and these... | |
| 1813 - 1102 ˹éÒ
...shrouded ey«j V«L. x. NO. xx. T ' That That fires not—wins not—weeps not—now— And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon—- Yes—but for these and these... | |
| British melodies - 1820 - 280 ˹éÒ
...cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone,... | |
| 1820 - 442 ˹éÒ
...cheek. And, but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not — wins not — weeps not now, And, but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy, Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart, The doom he dreads, he dwells upon. Yes. but for these, and these alone,... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 ˹éÒ
...placid cheek, And but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now. And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone,... | |
| George Clinton (biographer of Byron.) - 1825 - 314 ˹éÒ
...cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these, and these alone,... | |
| Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1826 - 242 ˹éÒ
...And — 3 but for that sad shrouded eye * That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And — 5 but for that chill, changeless brow Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon 6 Yes — but for these, and these... | |
| Guards - 1827 - 308 ˹éÒ
...placid cheek, And—but for that sad shrouded eye That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon: Yes, but for these, and these alone,... | |
| John Barber - 1828 - 310 ˹éÒ
...placid cheek, And but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart, The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these, and these alone,... | |
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