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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... "
Archiv für das Studium der neueren Sprachen und Literaturen - Page 399
1871
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 4

Tobias Smollett - Books - 1816
...the hero is supposed to he commencing a relation of the events of his captivity. " 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...
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Spirit of the English Magazines, Volume 1

1817
...fonoke tbee or thy lov'd command. 90 THE PRISONERS OF CIIILUm. A FABLE. By Lord Burton. MY hair is grey, but not with years. Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears : 11 v limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with...
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The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818
...efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. THE PRISONER OF CHILLQN. A FABLE. 1. MY hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, 2 As men's have grown from sudden fears : B3 My limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with...
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The works of ... lord Byron, Volume 6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818
...efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. A FABLE. 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 : • a My limbs are bowed, though not with toil, But rusted...
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The works of lord Byron, Volume 3

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820
...sod, By Bonnivard !(1)—May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God. THE I. Mr hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night,(2) As men's have grown from sudden fears-: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
...(I) —May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON. I. MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, W As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, 5 But rusted with...
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The works of lord Byron, comprehending the suppressed poems, Volumes 5-6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822
...May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. THE PRISONER OF GfflLLON. i. JY1.Y hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night,1 As men's have grown from sudden fears : My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, 5 But rusted...
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Lord Byron, Volume 1

Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824
...blanchi ma tête. Ce changement ne s'est pas fait non THE PRISONER 0F CHILLON. ,. My haïr is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night . As men's have grown from suddeu fears : (*) La traduction publiee en français , qui fait partie...
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The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical ..., Volumes 5-6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825
...' — May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God. THK PRISONER OF CHILLON. 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 bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Volumes 4-5

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English literature - 1826
...Bounivard!1 — May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyrauny to God. PRISONER OF CHILLON. t MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, ' As men's .have grown from sndden fears: My limbs are bow'd, thongh not with toil, But rusted with...
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