...Switzerland. I shut one volume ; the pages of another open before me. XXVII. CHILLON. ' i.'hillnn ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar.' LEAVING Geneva in the steamer, at eight o'clock in the morning, I arrived at Vevay at four o'clock...

...lingered in chains : 'Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad flor an altar— lor 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface, For they appeal from...

...wish to be in the place of that unfortunate lady." A VISIT TO THE CHATEAU OF CHILLÓN. " Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar." LEAVING Geneva in the steamer at eight o'clock in the morni I arrived at Vevay at four o'clock on the...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón! arrives, who` 4 Ч was trod, (1) When this poem we* composed, 1 was not sufficiently aware of the history of Bonnivard,...

...lines are taken : — " Chillón ! thy prison is я holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a «od, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón ! u. 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, ! When...

...Byron, qui dans un de ses poèmes salue cette prison comme un lieu sacré (a holy place} : Chilien ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar. For't was trod, Until his very steps hâve left-a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By...

...dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad...Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! (') — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal...

...by the action of footsteps. No poetic license has therefore been taken in the forcible lines — " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for, 'twas trod — Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod —...

...daylesa gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad...Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from...