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There was a day when they were young and proud ; Banners on high , and
battles pass'd below ; But they who fought are in a bloody shroud , And those
which waved are shredless dust ere now , And the bleak battlements shall bear
no future ...
There was a day when they were young and proud ; Banners on high , and
battles pass'd below ; But they who fought are in a bloody shroud , And those
which waved are shredless dust ere now , And the bleak battlements shall bear
no future ...
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Here Ehrenbreitstein , with her shatter'd wall Black with the miner's blast , upon
her height Yet shows of what she was , when shell and ball Rebounding idlu on
her strength did light : And laid those proud roofs bare to Summer's rainOn which
...
Here Ehrenbreitstein , with her shatter'd wall Black with the miner's blast , upon
her height Yet shows of what she was , when shell and ball Rebounding idlu on
her strength did light : And laid those proud roofs bare to Summer's rainOn which
...
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The free and philosophic spirit of our nation has been the theme of admiration to
the world . This was the proud distinction of Englishmen , and the luminous
source of all their glory . Shall we then forget the manly and dignified sentiments
of ...
The free and philosophic spirit of our nation has been the theme of admiration to
the world . This was the proud distinction of Englishmen , and the luminous
source of all their glory . Shall we then forget the manly and dignified sentiments
of ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt : and Other Poems George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1812 |
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