...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...

...narrow 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...

...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,...

...Three 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...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...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar—...marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night,* As men's have grown from...

...our guide for the day. But Byron has more prettily spoken of this spot than we may possibly speak : " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad...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...

...In allusion to these circumstances it was that Byron says, in one of hia sonnets, — " Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar;...'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace, Won), as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! May none those marks efface! For they appeal...

...were amazed at such indifference to suffering! Do you recall Lord Byron's On the Castle of Chilian? Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor...marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God. Ever conscious that his precious Lord was with him while in bondage, Paul made his prison a holy place,...

...country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on етегу wind. Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his тегу steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By BoBiri vard I Мяу...

...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...marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God. LORD BYRON To the Nile It flows through old hush'd /tgypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought...