Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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Side 43
... ? And she , whom once the semblance of a scar Appall'd , an owlet's larum chill'd with dread , Now views the column - scattering bayonet jar , The falchion flash , and o'er the yet warm dead Childe Karold's Pilgrimage . 43.
... ? And she , whom once the semblance of a scar Appall'd , an owlet's larum chill'd with dread , Now views the column - scattering bayonet jar , The falchion flash , and o'er the yet warm dead Childe Karold's Pilgrimage . 43.
Side 136
... Dead Sea's shore , * All ashes to the taste : Did man compute Existence by enjoyment , and count o'er Such hours ' gainst years of life , -say , would XXXV . The Psalmist number'd out the years of man. he name threescore ? * The ( fabled ) ...
... Dead Sea's shore , * All ashes to the taste : Did man compute Existence by enjoyment , and count o'er Such hours ' gainst years of life , -say , would XXXV . The Psalmist number'd out the years of man. he name threescore ? * The ( fabled ) ...
Side 212
... dead , and weeps . LX . What is her pyramid of precious stones ? Of porphyry , jasper , agate , and all hues Of gem and marble , to encrust the bones Of merchant - dukes ? the momentary dews Which , sparkling to the twilight stars ...
... dead , and weeps . LX . What is her pyramid of precious stones ? Of porphyry , jasper , agate , and all hues Of gem and marble , to encrust the bones Of merchant - dukes ? the momentary dews Which , sparkling to the twilight stars ...
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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