 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 452 páginas
...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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 páginas
...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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 802 páginas
...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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 páginas
...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 Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 938 páginas
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, U dare to me at your convenient leisure, and you shall know how I speed ; and the conclusi though the eye may sparkle still, Ч is where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Marlborough coll - 1870 - 796 páginas
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for other's 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. Thongh wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 páginas
...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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1870 - 770 páginas
...coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not drcan: 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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1872 - 292 páginas
...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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Garland - 1872 - 170 páginas
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for other's 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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
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Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others... 
