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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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Poetical Works, Volume 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866
...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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Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 546 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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Poems

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 719 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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Sunday readings (verses).

Sunday readings - 1867
...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...
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The Pictorial edition of the works of Shakspere, ed. by C. Knight. [8 vols ...

William Shakespeare - 1867
...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,...
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The Marlburian

Marlborough coll - 1870
...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,...
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Class-book of English Poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson

Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 597 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 Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Reprinted from the Original Editions, with ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1870 - 720 pagina’s
...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,...
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Songs

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1872
...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 garland of poetry and prose by celebrated authors

Garland - 1872 - 160 pagina’s
...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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