 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1872
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself como 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, A nd though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873
...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,... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare groans ! air trembles ! and the deeps resound ! Her giant bulk the dread concussion though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 772 pagina’s
...soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; 45 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,... | |
 | Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877 - 748 pagina’s
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare come near ; So a smooth knave does greater feats Than one that idly ou tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from... | |
 | 1878
...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,... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 772 pagina’s
...like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; 45 YOUTH. 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,... | |
 | Dublin city, univ - 1878
...following passages occur ? — (a). " And its ancient pilot, Pain, Sits beside the helm again." (6), " That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis wheie the ice appears." (c). " Lo, in the Vale of Years beneath... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...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,... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dares 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... 
