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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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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volume 4

M. Arnold - English poetry - 1881
...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 have...
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Poetry of Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 276 pages
...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 have...
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The poetical works of lord Byron. Repr. with life, notes &c. 'Albion' ed

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent urling foam and mingling flood. While eddying whirl, and breaking wave, Roused by the l green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath. Oh ! could I feel as I have felt — or...
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The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - American poetry - 1881 - 1002 pages
...And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. Oh could I feel as I have felt,...
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From nature to Christ, 4 lectures to educated Hindoos, Issue 139

Ernest Faulkner Brown - 1881
...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...former hope of rest; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruined turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. 8 O could I feel...
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The poetical works of lord Byron, with life

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 576 pages
...around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. Oh eould I feel as I have felt, or be what I have been, Or weep as I eould onee have wept, o'er many a vauish'd seene ; As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all braekish...
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Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear

Five minutes daily readings - 1882 - 391 pages
...tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis when the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...yield no more their 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...
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1883
...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 have...
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Cassell's library of English literature, selected, ed. and arranged by H. Morley

Cassell, ltd - 1883
...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 have...
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The English poets, selections, ed. by T.H. Ward. Wordsworth to Dobell ...

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883
...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 have...
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