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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... "
The United States Blue Book: A Register of Federal Offices and Employments ... - Sidan 12
efter John H. Soulé - 1880 - 154 sidor
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A continental tour, together with notes and anecdotes of diplomatic life, by ...

H F. Manley - 1871
...float them back to the days of tyranny while they read — " My hair is grey, but not with years ; Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sadden fears;" &c., &c., &c. I fear I am not naturally of a romantic turn of mind, so I did not sit...
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Longer English poems, with notes, ed. by J.W. Hales

John Wesley Hales - 1872
...interchange of growth and blight ! BYRON. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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, 5 But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's...
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English verse for repetition, with notes by W.B. Stanford

William Bedell Stanford - 1873
...back again in the prison, which had become a kind of home to him. 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 bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's...
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Encyclopaedia of English and American Poetry: From Caedmon and King Alfred's ...

Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873
...none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God. My hair is gray, but not with years, grace, But пае smile was seen on Kilmeny's face : A ; My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, Bnt rusted with a vile repose ; For they have been a dungeon's...
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The Midland readers and home lesson books, Band 5

Henry Major - 1873
...write sentences containing these words. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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...
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The 'Oxford and Cambridge' grammar and analysis of the English language

1874
...letter. He gave you and I an account of it. Pane and Analyse ; — " My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white in a single night, As men's have grown with sudden fears j My 'imbs are bow'd though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they...
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Major's New code ... readers, Band 5

1875
...write sentences containing these words. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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...
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The Irish Monthly, Volym 18

1890
...in his note to the opening of " The Prisoner of Chillon " :— "My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night As men's have grown from sudden fears." A newspaper cutting which we once put aside for the sake of its bearing on the present subject begins...
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Little Classics, Volym 17

Rossiter Johnson - 1875
...rose the morrow morn. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. BY LOUD BYRON. I. Y 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 bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's...
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Sir Thomas Maxwell and his ward

1875 - 115 sidor
...INSCRIBED BY THE AUTHOR SIR THOMAS MAXWELL AND HIS WARD. CHAPTER I. " My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white, In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears." BYRON. |OT at home — say I am not at home," said a,- young lady to the footman, who presented a card...
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