Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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Side 34
... thine eye from heaven to thine estate , See how the mighty shrink into a song ! Can Volume , Pillar , Pile , preserve thee great ? Or must thou trust Tradition's simple tongue , When Flattery sleeps with thee , and History does thee ...
... thine eye from heaven to thine estate , See how the mighty shrink into a song ! Can Volume , Pillar , Pile , preserve thee great ? Or must thou trust Tradition's simple tongue , When Flattery sleeps with thee , and History does thee ...
Side 92
... thine aged grove , Prophetic fount , and oracle divine ? What valley echoed the response of Jove ? What trace remaineth of the Thunderer's Wouldst thou survive the marble or the oak , When. shrine ? All , all forgotten and shall man ...
... thine aged grove , Prophetic fount , and oracle divine ? What valley echoed the response of Jove ? What trace remaineth of the Thunderer's Wouldst thou survive the marble or the oak , When. shrine ? All , all forgotten and shall man ...
Side 114
... thine is lost in vulgar mould , But one vast realm of wonder spreads around , And all the Muse's tales seem truly told , Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon : Each hill and dale ...
... thine is lost in vulgar mould , But one vast realm of wonder spreads around , And all the Muse's tales seem truly told , Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon : Each hill and dale ...
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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