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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 bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate... "
The Irish Quarterly Review - 第 839 頁
1857
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Human Physiology, 第 1 卷

Robley Dunglison - 1850
...the whole pileous system may occur after great or prolonged mental agitation. "My hnir is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white in a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears." Byron' » " Pritoner of Chtflon." "Danger, long travail, want and wo, Soon change the form that best...
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Albion and Erin in Poems of Th. Moore, Lord Byron, R. Burns, P.B. Shelley ...

Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 559 頁
...Blattet me^t поф Slutfjen. THE PRISONER OF CHILLÓN'. 1. My hair U grey, but not with year«, ftor 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 repoee, For they have been a dungeon's...
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Heroines of History

John Stilwell Jenkins - 1852 - 520 頁
...: ' " : ve • •' a • • IX. Itttniitttte. " My hair is gray, but not with years, For it grew white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears." — Brncw. THE first French Revolution, like the superlative vices it both sprang from and gave birth...
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A class-book of elocution

J H. Aitken - 1853 - 360 頁
...ever brines the lost youth to the shore ! — SCHILLER. THE PRISONER OP CHILLON. 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 bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's...
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Healthy Skin: A Popular Treatise on the Skin and Hair, Their Preservation ...

Sir Erasmus Wilson - 1854 - 291 頁
...durable than brass, an instance of the gradual conversion of the hair to gray : — "My hair is gray, but not with years ; Nor grew it white In a single night,...hair, informed me that an aunt of her own had become gray in a few days, in consequence of the shock occasioned to her nervous system, by finding, on waking...
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The book of celebrated poems

Book - 1854 - 448 頁
...on yon well-known grave, And mix its moanings with the desert wave. : CHILLON 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 bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1071 頁
...Bonnivard ! ' — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. 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...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

1854 - 430 頁
...none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. My hair is gray, but not with years j 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 repose ; For they have been a dungeon's...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1071 頁
...Bonnivard ! ' — May none those marks efface ! far they appeal from tyranny to God. Mr hair is gray, bat not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night,' As men's hare grown from sudden fears : My limbs are bowM, though not with toil, Bnt rusted with a rile repose,...
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Gleanings from the Poets, for Home and School

1855 - 430 頁
...Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. 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 bowed, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose ; For they have been a dungeon's...
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