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" Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others... "
The Monthly Review - Pagina 96
1816
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Palgrave's Golden Treasury

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1907 - 366 pagina’s
...shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes 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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Palgrave's Golden Treasury

1908 - 551 pagina’s
...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,...
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The Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics, with Notes

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1908 - 437 pagina’s
...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. 5 Though wit may flash from fluent lips,...
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The Rule of "Not Too Much": Being a Collection of Articles Written During ...

Henry E. O. Heinemann - 1908 - 160 pagina’s
...give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay * * * That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Ohio Brewers are Following the Lead of...
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The Harvard Classics, Volume 41,Pagina 2

1910
...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,...
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The Book of Georgian Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 1313 pagina’s
...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,...
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The Pageant of English Poetry

Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 606 pagina’s
...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,...
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British Poets of the Nineteenth Century: Poems by Wordsworth, Coleridge ...

Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 935 pagina’s
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself conies down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare . though the eye may sparkle still, 't is where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,...
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English Poetry..: With Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Volume 41

1910
...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,...
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Selections from Byron: Childe Harold, Canto IV, The Prisoner of Chillon ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1911 - 185 pagina’s
...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, 't is where the ice appears. IV Though wit may flash from fluent...
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