...life. Bless your good Excellency ! CASTLE OF CHILLON, ON THE LAKE OF GENEVA. CHI r. LOS! thy prison i« a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 'twas trod, Until bis very steps bave left a trace, Worn as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Botmivard I May none...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón! arrives, who` 4 Ч was trod, (1) When this poem we* composed, 1 was not sufficiently aware of the history of Bonnivard,...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillón ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar...a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, ! When this poem wae composed, I was not sufficiently aware of the history of Bonnivard, or I should...

...the sonnet on Bonnivard, from which the following lines are taken : — " Chillón ! thy prison is я holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 'twas...Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a «od, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny...

...Byron, qui dans un de ses poèmes salue cette prison comme un lieu sacré (a holy place} : Chilien ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar. For't was trod, Until his very steps hâve left-a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By...

...wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! (') — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God. (1) Francois...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdojn,4 And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place*. And thy sad floor an altar — for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...

...action of footsteps. No poetic license has therefore been taken in the forcible lines — " Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar...trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod — By Bonnivard ! May none these marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God I" The pillar thus connected...

...conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon : thy pi i mi i> a holy place. And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod, Until his very stepa have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavements were a tod, By Bonnivard ! — may none those...

...Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard...