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" Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. "
Manfred. Hebrew melodies. Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte. Monody on the death of ... - Page 191
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828
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Lyra Hellenica: or, Translations of passages from British poets into various ...

Edward Rupert Humphreys - 1852
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast Through midnight...hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; "THEKE 'S NOT A JOY THE WORLD CAN GIVE." TRANSLATED INTO LATIN ALCAICS. AUFERT iniqmmi gaudia tempus,...
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The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere ...

William Shakespeare - 1851
...lips.and mi the breast. Through midnight hours that yield no more their forme hope of rest ; 'T is but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and guy beneath. • Oh ! could I feel as I have felt,— or be what I b been,— Or weep, as I could...
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Woodreve manor

Anna Hanson Dorsey - 1853
...enjoyment; but she remembered the stanza of a lyre he had once quoted:— "Though wit nmy flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hopes of rest, 'Tis but as ivy leaves around the ruined turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh...
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Selections from the writings of lord Byron, by a clergyman [W. Elwin].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath. DARKNESS. 169 Oh could I feel as I have felt, — or be what I have been, Or weep as...
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The poetical works of lord Byron, Volume 2

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1855
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath. Oh, could I feel as I have felt, — or be what I have been, Or weep as I could once...
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Poems

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1859
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. Oh ! could I feel as I have felt, or be what I have been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er many...
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Poets of England and America; being selections from the best authors of both ...

England - English poetry - 1860 - 472 pages
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 't is where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...hours that yield no more their former hope of rest; 'T is but as ivy -leaves around the ruined turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but...
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The poetical works of lord Byron, with illustr. by K. Halswelle

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1861
...tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may Hash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. Oh ! could I feel as I have felt,— or be what I have been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 346 pages
...breast, Through midnight hours that yield no more their Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth former hope of rest; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. As springs in deserts found...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

English poetry - 1863 - 405 pages
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 't is where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'T is but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but...
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