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" It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote; At last men came to set me free... "
The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life - Page 241
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1835
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Hebrew Melodies

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 pages
...fain 1 had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of mv dim abode 360 Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new-dug...one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. XIV. It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count...
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The Prisoner of Chillon, and Other Poems, Volume 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 88 pages
...fain 1 had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode 360 Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new-dug...one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. XIV. It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 19

1818 - 598 pages
...condescends to make of them, — an use which at times has reminded us of his own powerful simile, ' It was as is a new-dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save.' Before we part, however, we feel ourselves impelled to resume a consideration of his ' Pilgrimage,'...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 19

1818 - 606 pages
...condescends to make of them, — an use which at times has reminded us of his own powerful simile, ' It was as is a. new-dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save.' Before we part, however, we feel ourselves impelled to resume a consideration of his ' Pilgrimage,'...
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The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 pages
...fain I had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode 360 Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new- dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost...
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The works of ... lord Byron, Volume 6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 pages
...fain I had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode 360 Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new- dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost...
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The London Quarterly Review, Volume 19

1819 - 630 pages
...condescends to make of them, — -an use which at times has reminded us of his own powerful simile, • It was as is a new-dug grave. Closing o'er one we sought to save.' scions we must repeat much which has perhaps been better said by others, and even be guilty of the...
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The works of lord Byron, Volume 3

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 260 pages
...troubled—and would fain I had not left my recent chain; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load; It was as is...one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much opprest, 'lad almost need of such a rest. 64 THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. XIV. It might be months, or years,...
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Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pages
...— and would fain I had not left my recent chain; And when 1 did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is...one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much oppreff, Had almost need of such a rest. XIV. It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count...
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The works of lord Byron, comprehending the suppressed poems, Volumes 5-6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 pages
...fain I had not left my recent chain ; And win: a I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode 36o Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save, And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost...
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