 | 1816 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...of our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. ' Tho' wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast »...yield no more their former hope of rest; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 212
...our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through...yield no more their former hope of rest; Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath.... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 306
...our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through...hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tls but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 280
...still, 'tis where the ice appears. Tho' wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the hreast, Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, hut worn and grey beneath.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appeal's. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through...yield no more their former hope of rest ; "Tis but as ivy-kaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath.... | |
 | mrs. Ross - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 688
...she became daily more convinced, that Miss Avondel was afflicted. 201 CHAP. XII. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through...yield no more their former hope of rest ; Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...appears. 4Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight Lours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath.... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight hours that yield no more their "Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 318
...our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight hours that yieldno more their former hope of rest; 'Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 804
...of our tears, 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...hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; Til but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn... | |
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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 a... 
