 | 1890 - 680 sidor
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1891 - 752 sidor
...projettait la fondation. THE PRISONER OF CHILLÓN. MY hair is grey, but not with years ; Nor grew it it dans un bois ; là, son courage ne pouvant plus suppléer à : My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's... | |
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - 1893 - 462 sidor
...noblest monument that could be raised to a hero.3] 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 Hoekzema - 1893 - 368 sidor
...appeal from tyranny to God. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's... | |
 | Franklin Verzelius Newton Painter - 1894 - 688 sidor
...ground, And take thy rest." THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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... | |
 | 1894 - 832 sidor
...ever ! HABBIET MABTINEAU. WONDERFUL CHEMISTRY. •' My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears." So Byron recognized in the opening lines of his "Prisoner of Chillón," the fact that overwhelming... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1895 - 530 sidor
...and led a stormy existence until his death in 1571. Mr hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden" fears, s My limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's... | |
 | Philadelphia County Medical Society - 1895 - 438 sidor
...words of Lord Byron they are certainly conclusive : " My hair is gray, but not with years ; Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears." (Prisoner of Chilian.] Now the question to determine is, why in one instance a person will have brown... | |
 | Mary Frances Hyde - 1895 - 246 sidor
...the relation between the connected terms : — 1. 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 bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's... | |
 | 1908 - 554 sidor
...marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. 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 bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose; For they have been a dungeon's... | |
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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... 
