...— The heart -which love of thce alone can bind ; • And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their...martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. : Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his тегу...

...Byron says, in one of his sonnets, — " Chillon ! thy-prison is a holy place, . *-.•$•'•&.'''' And thy sad. floor- an altar \ for 'twas trod. -•'•-" Until his very steps have left a trace, _..-:"~ •• ~f-:-r>. :• Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! May none those...

...CHILLON. The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom. Their...holy place. And thy sad floor an altar, — - for 't was trods Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...

...can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's daylcss gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom,...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...

...can bind; And when thy sons to fetters are .consign'd— To fetters, and the damp vault's day less gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom,...wind^ Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy s<id floor an altar—for 'twas trod, tJntil his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold...

...Heart — The Heart which love of thee alone can bind : And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd — To fetters and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their...Martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. ,— Byron. 'THIS vain — my tongue caimot impart My almost drunkenness of Heart, When first this...

...the " Three Prisoners of Chillon," he was made acquainted with the true history of and wrote : — " 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...

...dungeon of Bonnlvard (or Bonlvard), with its rock floor, rests on pillars, and Is lit by several windows. Chillon ! thy prison Is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 'twu trod. Until hi.-- very atepe have left a trac«. Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By...

...afterwards wrote the sonnet on Bonnivard, from which the foUowing lines are taken: — ' Chillón 1 thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; für 't was trod Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod,...

...heart — The heart which love of thec alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters arc consign'd — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their...martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very...