It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise And clear them of their dreary mote... Tales and poems - الصفحة 283بواسطة George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1848عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...sought to save. And yet my glance, too much oppressed^ Had almost need of such a rest. XIVo It might be months, or years, or days, — . I kept no count,...dreary mote ; At last men came to set me free, — I asked not why, and recked not where. It was at length the same to me Fettered or fetterless to be,... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...sought to save, — And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took...eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote ; 9 Between the entrances of the Rhone and Villeneuve, not far from Chillon, is a very small island... | |
| George Pickering Burnham - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...years ! But she had no idea at all of this fact. 9 CHAPTER XXXII. THE DEBTOR IN PRISON. It might be months, or years, or days — I kept no count — I took no note ; I bail no bope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote; At last men came to set mo free... | |
| 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...sought tj save, And yet my glance, too mujh oppressed, Had almost need of such a rest. XIV. It might be months, or years, or days, — I kept no count, I took no note, 1 had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote ; At last men came to set me free,... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 833
...opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. XIV. It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count—I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And...came to set me free, I ask'd not why, and reck'd not vvhert It was at length the same to me, Fetter'd or fetterless to be-— I learn'd to love despair.... | |
| 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 642
...terrible to near, " It may be months, or years, or days, * I keep no count, I take no note ; I have no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote ; Man cometh not to set me free !" "Despair," said Miss Waddle, brightening up as she came to the last... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...sought to save, — And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. It might be months, or years, or days, — I kept no count —...be, I learn'd to love despair. And thus, when they appear'd at last, And all my bonds aside were cast, These heavy walls to me had grown A hermitage —... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...sought to save, — And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. It might be months, or years, or days, — I kept no count —...reck'd not where: It was at length the same to me, Fctter'd or fetterless to be, I learn'd to love despair. And thus, when they appear'd at last, And... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 644
...sought to save, — And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. 1 1 might be months, or years, or days,— I kept no count —...their dreary mote ; — At last men came to set me free1, I ask'd not why, and reck'd not where : It was at length the same to me, Fctter'd or fetterless... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 642
...need of such a rest. Jt might be months, or years, or days. — I kept no count — 1 took no note ; 1 had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their...last men came to set me free, I ask'd not why, and rcck'd not where : It was at length the same to me. Fetter' d or letterless to be, I learn'd to love... | |
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