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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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Five Minutes: Daily Readings of Poetry

1883
...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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With the poets: a selection of English poetry. [Ed.] by F.W. Farrar

Frederic William Farrar - English poetry - 1883 - 412 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...yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tis but as ivy leaves around the ruined turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath....
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With the Poets: A Selection of English Poetry

Frederic William Farrar - English poetry - 1883 - 290 pages
...'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breai-t, Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tis but as ivy leaves around the ruined turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath....
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1884
...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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Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear

Five minutes daily readings - American poetry - 1884 - 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...hours, that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tisbut as ivy leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn...
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The poetical works of lord Byron, with notes, Volume 4

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1885
...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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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

Thomas Young Crowell - English poetry - 1885 - 648 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...former hope of rest ; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruined turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. Oh! could I feel...
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

English poetry - 1885 - 648 pages
...ivy-leaves around the ruined turret wreath, All green 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 1 could once have wept, o'er many a vanished scene; As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish...
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Literarhistorische Forschungen, Volumes 25-27

German literature - 1902
...Wie Byron in den 'Stanzas for Music' (Col. III, p. 424) Str. 4 sagt, dass ihm die Freude nur noch sei "as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but 1vorn and grey beneath", so sagt Heine ganz ähnlich in dem Sonett an Rousseau (II, p. 63), dass der...
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Anthology of English Poetry: Beowulf to Kipling

Robert Naylor Whiteford - English poetry - 1903 - 432 pages
...tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tb 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 ; 15 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but...
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