 | 1883
...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...our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis when the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883
...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,... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 290 pagina’s
...mortal coldness of the soul till 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,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883
...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,... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 412 pagina’s
...mortal coldness of the soul till 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,... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare nut 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,... | |
 | Five minutes daily readings - 1884 - 391 pagina’s
...o'er the fountain of our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis when the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract...hours, that yield no more their former hope of rest ; 'Tisbut as ivy leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884
...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,... | |
 | Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 648 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,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1885
...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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Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others... 
