 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 sayfa
...The rapture of repose that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad, shrouded eye, That...not, now — And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The... | |
 | Caleb Cushing - 1833 - 326 sayfa
...repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek ; Ami, but for that sad, shrouded eye That fires not, wins...not now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, — Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, aye, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt... | |
 | John McCosh - 1835 - 100 sayfa
...rapture of repose that's there,— 30 The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek ; And but for that sad, shrouded eye, That fires...not now, And, but for that chill, changeless brow ;— Yes ! but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, We still might doubt... | |
 | William Jerdan, William Ring Workman, Frederick Arnold, John Morley, Charles Wycliffe Goodwin - 1835 - 878 sayfa
...language of true poetry — •• The fixed, yet tender, traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And but for that sad, shrouded eye That fires...not now ; And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's he As If to him it could impart The doom... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 sayfa
...rapture of repose that's there , The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye , That...not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 sayfa
...rapture of repose that 's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That...weeps not now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it would impart The... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 386 sayfa
...rapture of repose that 's there, • The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That...not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy (') Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart... | |
 | Mary J. Jourdan - 1836 - 202 sayfa
...the light, there is a leaden lifelessness about them too shockingly true and real. ' It thrills us with mortality. And curdles to the gazer's heart,...would impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon/ Her picture at Windsor is the most perfectly beautiful I ever saw. How 1 have longed, when gazing at... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 sayfa
...repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And—but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not,...not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The... | |
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And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon... 
