 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - 633 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 fl.-cnt lips,... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1896 - 772 pagina’s
...soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own j ways; 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,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1897
...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 fl.-ent lips,... | |
 | William Ernest Henley - 1897 - 412 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 Byron Baron Byron - 1898 - 96 pagina’s
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; 10 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. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1899 - 749 pagina’s
...coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. IV. Though wit may flash from fluent... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - 1027 pagina’s
...mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare EP. BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,... | |
 | Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1901 - 392 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,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1901
...soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; 10 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,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1902 - 382 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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Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others... 
