 | 1812 - 576 pages
...— wins- not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon— Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | 1813 - 550 pages
...— wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom be dreads, yet dwells upon— Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | 1813 - 716 pages
...— wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon— Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | 1813 - 552 pages
...— wins not — weeps not — now— And but for that chill changeless brow, "Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon— Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | 1814 - 680 pages
...not — wins not — Weeps not— now—- And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads yet dwells upon— Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 pages
...— wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon — Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | John Arliss - 1825 - 382 pages
...— wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless hrow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon — Yes — but for these, and these alone, Some moments... | |
 | 1826 - 434 pages
...fires not—wins not—weeps not—now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart,...it would impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ;— Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments—aye—one treacherous hour, He still might... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 pages
...not — wins not — weeps not — now— And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon—- Yes — but for these and these alone, Some moments—... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1834 - 670 pages
...head on her hand, and lifeless ; and thus she is painted. Notwithstanding the ease and grace of the attitude, and the delicacy of the features, there...with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart." Her picture at Windsor is the most perfectly beautiful and impressive female portrait I ever saw. How... | |
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And — but for that sad, shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now ; And but for that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart... 
