 These lips are mute, these eyes are dry; But in my breast and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. My soul nor deigns nor dares complain, Though grief and passion there rebel...  The corsair, a tale [in verse.]. - Page 114de George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 114 pagesAffichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | 1847 - 540 pages
...renew. CRABBE'S Hall. 4. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh; Oh! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word, farewell — farewell! BYRON. 5. Farewell ! — a word that hath been and must be, A sound that makes us linger — yet, farewell... | |
 | 1847 - 526 pages
...renew. CRABBE'S Hall. 4. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh; Oh! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word, farewell — farewell! BYRON. 5. Farewell ! — a word that hath been and must be, A sound that makes us linger — yet, farewell... | |
 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 pages
...wrang from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word — Farewell! — Farewell! — These lipe are mate, these eyes are dry; But in my breast and in my brain, Awake the pang« that pase not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. My soul nor deigns nor dares complain,... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 442 pages
...name beyond the sky. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh: Oh! more than tears of blood cau tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word — Farewell! Farewell 1 These lips are mute, these eyes are dry; But in my breast, and in my brain, Awake the pangs that... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 774 pages
...-farewell! Mrs. Ojiie. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh; Oh! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that word, farewell— farewell ! Byron. I never spoke the word farewell! But with an utterance faint and broken; A heart sick yearning... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 426 pages
...beyond the sky. 'Twere vain to speak — to weep — to sigh — Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that...dry, But in my breast, and in my brain, Awake the paugs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again ; My soul nor deigns nor dares complain... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 420 pages
...beyond the sky. Twere vain to speak—to weep—to sigh— Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that...Farewell! Farewell! These lips are mute, these eyes are diy, But in my breast, and in my brain, Awake the pangs that puss not by, The thought that ne'er shall... | |
 | Alonzo Tripp - 1858 - 386 pages
...slowly eat out the love of life. CHAPTER " These lips are mute, these eyes are dry, But in my heart and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. My son! nor deigns nor dares complain, Though grief and passion then rebel ; I only know we loved in vain... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1859 - 586 pages
...name beyond the sky. Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that...not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. My snul nor deigns nor dares complain, Though grief and passion there rebel : I only know we loved in... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1861 - 734 pages
...name beyond the sky. 'Twero vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, Are in that...Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne er shall sleep aga My soul nor deigns nor dares complain, Though grief and passion there rebel :... | |
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