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...faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloora Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray —...

...soulèvent en même temps et His empty chain above it leant .... . . . Hefaded with ail the while a chéek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray « l'engloutissent1. » Les nommerai-je tous? Hugo, Parisina, les Foscari, le Giaour, le Corsaire....

...lui — le soulèvent en même temps et His empty chain ahove il leant .... . . . Hefaded with ail the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away « l'engloutissent1. » Les nommerai-je tous? Hugo, Parisina, les Foscari, le Giaour, le Corsaire....

...He faded ; and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless ; yet so tender, kind, And grieved for those he left behind : With all the while a cheek, whose bloom Was as the mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray ; An eye of most...

...He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender, kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the...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 to raise, For I...

...faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all 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 to raise, For I...

...He faded : and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless ; yet so tender, kind, And grieved for those he left behind : With all the while a cheek, whose bloom Whose tints .as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray ; An eye of most transparent light, That...

...His empty chain above it leant. . . . . . . . He faded with ail the while a cheek whose bloom Was as mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray « un naufragé à la mer sur une planche , — quand « toutes les vagues qui fondent sur lui —...