...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 floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bounivard...

...the genius of the poet. Byron wrote a sonnet on the true story after he learned it, concluding thus: 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 tyranny...

...wings on every wind. Chillón ' thy prison is a holy pfacc, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod. Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were о sod, By Bonnivnrd ! Мну none those marks efface ARTICLE LXXIII. William...

...the locality before us : " Chillon! tby prison is a holy place, And tby tad floor an altar; for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to...

...afterwards wrote the sonnet on Bonnivard, from which the following lines are taken: — " Chillón I thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; fur 't was trod Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod,...

...poem of " The Prisoner of Chillon," and saw the cell where BONIVARD was confined six long years, " until his very steps have left a trace, worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod." The castle is situated on an isolated rock, a short distance from the shore,...

...Three steps were all that he could take, and this living death was inflicted by his fellow-men ! " 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 the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...

...dayless gloom, Their cauntry 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...

...our guide for the day. But Byron has more prettily spoken of this spot than we may possibly speak : " 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 the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...

...In allusion to these circumstances it was that Byron says, in one of hia sonnets, — " Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace, Won), as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard!...