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" I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still alive — A frantic feeling, when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so. "
The Complete Poetical Works of Lord Byron - الصفحة 400
بواسطة George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 1055
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 944
...lived— I only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew; The last, — the sole, — the dearest link 215 Between me and the eternal brink Which bound me to...ceased to breathe: I took that hand which lay so still; *« Alas, my own was full as chill; I had not strength to stir or strive, But felt that I was still...

English Poetry and Prose of the Romantic Movement

George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 1604
...only stirr'd in this black spot, Z only lived, I only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew; 215 ss, And nu — 220 My brothers— both had ceased to breathe : I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my...

One Hundred Narrative Poems

George E. Teter - 1918 - عدد الصفحات: 456
...— I burst my chain with one strong bound, And rushed to him: — I found him not, / only stirred in this black spot, / only lived — / only drew The...ceased to breathe. I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still...

The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, المجلد 2

1918 - عدد الصفحات: 2062
...— I burst my chain with one strong bound, And rushed to him: — I found him not. / only stirred ds must think of her once — Alas! my own was full as chill; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still...

One Hundred Narrative Poems

George E. Teter - 1918 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...bound, And rushed to him: — I found him not, / only stirred in this black spot, / only lived — I only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew; The...ceased to breathe. I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still...

Everyday Classics: Eighth Reader : the Introduction to Literature

Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1918 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...accursed breath of dungeon-dew ; The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, 5 Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this...ceased to breathe ! I took that hand which lay so still — 10 Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was...

Everyday Classics: Primer-eighth Reader, كتاب 8

Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1918 - عدد الصفحات: 424
...accursed breath of dungeon-dew; The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, 5 Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this...ceased to breathe! I took that hand which lay so still — 10 Alas! my own was full as chill; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still...

Poems of the English Race

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1921 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...one strong bound, And rushed to him : — I found him not, / only stirred in this black spot, 212 / only lived, / only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew;...to breathe : I took that hand which lay so still, 221 Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still...

A Book of British and American Verse

Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - عدد الصفحات: 1920
...thus admonished ; I call'd, and thought I heard a sound — I burst my chain with one strong bound. And rush'd to him: — I found him not, / only stirr'd...beneath — My brothers — both had ceased to breathe: The Prisoner of Chillon I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had...

Letture inglesi: coordinate al programma governativo dei licei e corredate ...

Carlo Formichi - 1924 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...this black spot, I only lived / only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew ; The last — the soul- the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink,...ceased to breathe: I took that hand which lay so still; Alas, my own was full as chill; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still alive...




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