Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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Side 86
... Dark Suli's rocks , and Pindus ' inland peak , Robed half in mist , bedew'd with snowy rills , Array'd in many a dun and purple streak , Arise ; and , as the clouds along them break , Disclose the dwelling of the mountaineer ; Here ...
... Dark Suli's rocks , and Pindus ' inland peak , Robed half in mist , bedew'd with snowy rills , Array'd in many a dun and purple streak , Arise ; and , as the clouds along them break , Disclose the dwelling of the mountaineer ; Here ...
Side 103
... dark Suliote ! Oh ! who is more brave than a dark Suliote , In his snowy camese and his shaggy capote ? To the wolf and the vulture he leaves his wild flock , And descends to the plain like the stream from the rock . Shall the sons of ...
... dark Suliote ! Oh ! who is more brave than a dark Suliote , In his snowy camese and his shaggy capote ? To the wolf and the vulture he leaves his wild flock , And descends to the plain like the stream from the rock . Shall the sons of ...
Side 237
... dark centuries of shameThe friend of Petrarch - hope of ItalyRienzi ! last of Romans ! While the tree Of Freedom's wither'd trunk puts forth a leaf , Even for thy tomb a garland let it beThe forum's champion , and the people's chiefHer ...
... dark centuries of shameThe friend of Petrarch - hope of ItalyRienzi ! last of Romans ! While the tree Of Freedom's wither'd trunk puts forth a leaf , Even for thy tomb a garland let it beThe forum's champion , and the people's chiefHer ...
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banks bear beauty behold beneath blood blue bosom breast breath bright brow charms chief Childe clouds dark dead dear death deem deep doth dream dust dwell earth fair fall fame fate feel fire foes gaze Glory grave hand Harold hath heart heaven hills hope hour immortal Italy land leaves less light live lone look lord lost mark mind mortal mountain Nature never night o'er once pass passion past plain pride proud rise rock round ruin scarce scene seek seems seen shore shrine sigh smile song soul sound spirit spring stand star stream sweet tears thee thine things thou thought thousand till tomb tree turn vain voice walls waters waves wild wind woes young youth