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" I begg'd them, as a boon, to lay His corse in dust whereon the day Might shine — it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have spared my idle prayer... "
The Prisoner of Chillon, and Other Poems - Page 10
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 60 pages
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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1859 - 914 pages
...shine — it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his frcebom t — spoke not — sunk not — flx'd his look, And...the anxious frame that lately shook : He gazed — turfleas earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's...
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The poetical works of lord Byron, with life

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1859 - 586 pages
...spared my idle prayer — Thev coldly laugh 'd— and laid him there : The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's fitting monument ! vn I. But he, the favourite and the flower, Most cherish 'd since his natal hour, His mother's image...
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Poetical reading book, with aids for grammatical analysis, paraphrase and ...

John Daniel Morell - 1860 - 274 pages
...it was a foolish thought, 155 But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have spared my idle prayer — They coldly laugh' d — and laid him there : 160 The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love...
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The poetical works of lord Byron, with illustr. by K. Halswelle

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1861 - 734 pages
...— it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his free-born breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have...laid him there : The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's fitting monument ! vra....
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A First Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts, in Prose and Verse, with ...

George Stillman Hillard - Readers (Secondary) - 1861 - 562 pages
...shine : it was a foolish thought ; Hut then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have spared my idle prayer,— They coldly laughed, — and laid him llu.it, The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ;...
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Select readings from the poets and prose writers of every country, ed. by J ...

James Fleming - 1863 - 404 pages
...within my brain it wrought, That even in death his free-born breast In such a dungeon could not restI might have spared my idle prayer, — They coldly...laid him there : The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's fitting monument ! But...
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The School Reader: Designed as a Sequel to Sanders' Fourth Reader : Part ...

Charles Walton Sanders - Readers - 1864 - 466 pages
...my idle prayer, — They coldly laughed, — and laid him there ; The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love, — His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's fitting monument. 7. But he, the favorite and the flower, Most cherished since his natal hour, His martyred father's...
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Select Readings from the Poets and Prose Writers of Every Country

James Fleming - 1866 - 382 pages
...— it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his free-born breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have...laid him there : The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's fitting monument! VII....
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Poems

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 802 pages
...— it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have...idle prayer — They coldly laugh'd — and laid him therp The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant,*...
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A Selection from the Works of Lord Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 320 pages
...spared my idle prayer— They coldly laugh'd, and laid him there : The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love; His empty chain above it leant, Such murder's fitting monument! The infant love of all his race, His martyr'd father's dearest thought, My latest care, for whom I...
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