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" The last — the sole — the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place. "
The Works of George Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life - 236 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th], 7±Ç

1817 - 628 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beneath — My brothers — both had ceased to breathe : I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir,...hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death. ' The Incantation' is distinguished by great rhythmical beauty ; and though the fire which gleams and...
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Hebrew Melodies

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beneath—- My brothers — both had ceased to breathe : 220 I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir,...hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death. 230 IX. What next befell me then and there I know not well — I never knew — First came the loss...
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The Prisoner of Chillon, and Other Poems, 1±Ç

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1816 - 88 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beneath—- My brothers — both had ceased to breathe : 320 I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir,...hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death. 230 IX. What next befell me then and there I know not well — I never knew — First came the loss...
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, 4±Ç

Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beneath — My brothers — both had ceased to breathe: I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir,...so. I know not why I could not die, I had no earthly hope-^-but faith, And that forbade a selfish death." It is singular that no reflection seeing to have...
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The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature

1816 - 692 ÆäÀÌÁö
...hand which lay so still, Alas! my own was full as chill; . 1 had not strength to stir, or strive, ij But felt that I was still alive- A frantic feeling,...That what we love shall ne'er be so. I know not why *..-.• • t I could not die, I had no earthly hope—but faith, . • And that forbade a selfish...
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Spirit of the English Magazines, 1±Ç

1817 - 506 ÆäÀÌÁö
...to breathe: , -r, I took that hand which lay -" still, JS1 Alas I my own was full as drill ; I bad not strength to stir or strive, But felt that I was...know not why, I could not die, I had no earthly hope — bnt faith, And that forbade *a selfish death. Concluded in our nest. LONDON INTELLIGENCE IN LITERATURE,...
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The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 ÆäÀÌÁö
...this fatal place. One on the earth, and one beneath — I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir,...hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death. 230 IX. What next befell me then and there I know not well — I never knew — First came the loss...
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The works of ... lord Byron, 6±Ç

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beneath— My brothers — both had ceased to breathe : 220 I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir,...hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death. 23O « IX. What next befell me then and there I know not well — I never knew — First came the loss...
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The works of lord Byron, 3±Ç

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 260 ÆäÀÌÁö
...one beneath— My brothers—both had ceased to breathe: I took that hand which lay so still, Alas! my own was full as chill; I had not strength to stir, or strive, A frantic feeling, when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so. I know not why I could not die,...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 294 ÆäÀÌÁö
...beneath— My brothers—both had ceased to breathe: 220 I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill; I had not strength to stir,...was still alive— A frantic feeling, when we know 225 That what we love shall ne'er be so. I know not why I could not die, I had no earthly hope—but...
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