Childe Harold's Pilgrimage,: A Romaunt: and Other PoemsThomas Davison, 1814 - 304 sider |
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... earth without his wing , And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who now so fondly rears Thy youth , in thee thus hourly brightening , Beholds the rainbow of her future years , Before whose heavenly hues all sorrow ...
... earth without his wing , And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who now so fondly rears Thy youth , in thee thus hourly brightening , Beholds the rainbow of her future years , Before whose heavenly hues all sorrow ...
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... earth , Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ; Yes ! sigh'd o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , ' Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the ...
... earth , Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ; Yes ! sigh'd o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , ' Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the ...
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... every costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the brine , And traverse Paynim shores , and pass Earth's central line . 601141 XII . The sails were fill'd , and fair the CANTO I. 11 PILGRIMAGE .
... every costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the brine , And traverse Paynim shores , and pass Earth's central line . 601141 XII . The sails were fill'd , and fair the CANTO I. 11 PILGRIMAGE .
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... hail the main and skies , But not my mother Earth . Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dog howls at the gate . 3 . " Come hither , hither , my little CANTO I. 13 PILGRIMAGE ,
... hail the main and skies , But not my mother Earth . Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dog howls at the gate . 3 . " Come hither , hither , my little CANTO I. 13 PILGRIMAGE ,
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... who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust host , and earth from fellest foemen purge . XVI . What beauties doth Lisboa first unfold ! Her 13 CANTO I- CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust host , and earth from fellest foemen purge . XVI . What beauties doth Lisboa first unfold ! Her 13 CANTO I- CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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