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" These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. "
The Golden Gift: A Token for All Seasons - Стр. 79
редактор(ы): - 1847 - Страниц: 128
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The Works of Lord Byron, Том 3

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1904 - Страниц: 606
...weal availed on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. "Twere vain to speak — to weep — to sigh : Oh ! more than...of blood can tell, When wrung from Guilt's expiring eye,1 Are in that word — Farewell ! — Farewell ! 9. These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But...
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