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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... "
The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred ... - Page 15
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 4

Tobias Smollett - Books - 1816
...little tlk 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...admonished ; I called, and thought I heard a sound — 1 burst my chain with one strong bound, And riish'd to him : — I found him not, / only stirr'd...
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The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature

English literature - 1816
...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
...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 Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature, Volume 2

1818
...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 : 1 listened, but I could not hear — I called, for 1 was wild with fear; 1 knew 'twas hopeless, but...
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The works of lord Byron, Volume 3

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820
...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...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...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
...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 sighs...feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear— 205 I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but...
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Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1821
...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 wouW suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listened,...
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The works of lord Byron, comprehending the suppressed poems, Volumes 5-6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822
...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 sighs...feebleness, More Slowly drawn, grew less and less : I listen'd, but I could not hear — ao5 I call'd, for I was wild with fear ; I knew 'twas hopeless,...
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The works of lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823
...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_l I .listen'd, but I could not hear — I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless,...
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The Prisoner of Chillon

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 35 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 sighs...fear! I knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not he thus admonished; 1 called, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound,...
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