 | 1903 - 912 sidor
...I instanced the opening lines of The Prisoner of Chillón, — " My hair u gray, but not with yean, Nor grew it white In a single night. As men's have grown from sudden fears ; " and also Byron's "There let him lay! " which occurs in the famous address to the ocean, in Childe... | |
 | 1900 - 1070 sidor
...six years of his life. Most of them know by heart the lines : My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears. My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's... | |
 | David Daiches - 1969 - 356 sidor
...experiences in a long and cruel imprisonment for righteousness' sake: My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil. But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's... | |
 | Mordecai Cooke, Mordecai Cubitt Cooke - 1997 - 308 sidor
...the body, that, as in the case of Marie Antoinette, Ludovico Sforza, and others, their hair has grown white in a single night — As men's have grown from sudden fears.* Mind and body alike suffer from the want of sleep, the spirit is broken, and the fire of the ardent... | |
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MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate... 
