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... land he saved in vain : When shall such hero live again ? Fair clime ! where every season smiles Benignant o'er those blessed isles , Which seen from far Colonna's height , Make glad the heart that hails the sight , And lend to ...
... land he saved in vain : When shall such hero live again ? Fair clime ! where every season smiles Benignant o'er those blessed isles , Which seen from far Colonna's height , Make glad the heart that hails the sight , And lend to ...
Side 7
... land , But springs as to preclude his care , And sweetly woos him — but to spare ! Strange that where all is peace beside There passion riots in her pride , And lust and rapine wildly reign To darken o'er the fair domain . It is as ...
... land , But springs as to preclude his care , And sweetly woos him — but to spare ! Strange that where all is peace beside There passion riots in her pride , And lust and rapine wildly reign To darken o'er the fair domain . It is as ...
Side 8
... land from plain to mountain - cave Was Freedom's home or Glory's grave ! Shrine of the mighty ! can it be , 1 That this is all remains of thee ? Approach , thou craven crouching slave : Say , is not this Thermopyla ? These waters blue ...
... land from plain to mountain - cave Was Freedom's home or Glory's grave ! Shrine of the mighty ! can it be , 1 That this is all remains of thee ? Approach , thou craven crouching slave : Say , is not this Thermopyla ? These waters blue ...
Side 9
... land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die ! ' Twere long to tell , and sad to trace , Each step from splendour to disgrace ; Enough - no foreign foe could quell Thy soul , till from itself it ...
... land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die ! ' Twere long to tell , and sad to trace , Each step from splendour to disgrace ; Enough - no foreign foe could quell Thy soul , till from itself it ...
Side 29
... Alla Hu ! " ( 33 ) Yet died he by a stranger's hand , And stranger in his native land ; Yet died he as in arms he stood , And unavenged , at least in blood . But him the maids of Paradise Impatient to their halls D 3 THE GIAOUR . 29.
... Alla Hu ! " ( 33 ) Yet died he by a stranger's hand , And stranger in his native land ; Yet died he as in arms he stood , And unavenged , at least in blood . But him the maids of Paradise Impatient to their halls D 3 THE GIAOUR . 29.
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The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Volum 2 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Thomas Moore Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1837 |
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