Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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Side 62
... Look o'er the ravage of the reeking plain : Look on the hands with female slaughter red ; Then to the dogs resign the unburied slain , Then to the vulture let each corse remain ; Albeit unworthy of the prey - bird's maw , Let their ...
... Look o'er the ravage of the reeking plain : Look on the hands with female slaughter red ; Then to the dogs resign the unburied slain , Then to the vulture let each corse remain ; Albeit unworthy of the prey - bird's maw , Let their ...
Side 129
... look'd love to eyes which spake again , And all went merry as a marriage bell ; † But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! XXII , Did ye not hear it ? —No ; ' twas but the wind , Or the car rattling o'er the stony ...
... look'd love to eyes which spake again , And all went merry as a marriage bell ; † But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! XXII , Did ye not hear it ? —No ; ' twas but the wind , Or the car rattling o'er the stony ...
Side 156
... look forth In the sun's face , like yonder Alpine snow , Imperishably pure beyond all things below . LXVIII . Lake Leman woos me with its crystal face , The mirror where the stars and mountains There is too much of man here , to look.
... look forth In the sun's face , like yonder Alpine snow , Imperishably pure beyond all things below . LXVIII . Lake Leman woos me with its crystal face , The mirror where the stars and mountains There is too much of man here , to look.
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