Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntG. H. Derby, 1852 - 315 sider |
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... blood which she hath spilt , And bow the knee to Pomp that loves to varnish guilt . XXX . O'er vales that teem with fruits , romantic hills , ( Oh , that such hills upheld a freeborn race ! ) Whereon to gaze the eye with joyaunce fills ...
... blood which she hath spilt , And bow the knee to Pomp that loves to varnish guilt . XXX . O'er vales that teem with fruits , romantic hills , ( Oh , that such hills upheld a freeborn race ! ) Whereon to gaze the eye with joyaunce fills ...
Side 22
... blood - red tresses deep'ning in the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it glares upon ; Restless it rolls , now fix'd , and now anon Flashing afar , and at his iron feet - Destruction cowers ...
... blood - red tresses deep'ning in the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it glares upon ; Restless it rolls , now fix'd , and now anon Flashing afar , and at his iron feet - Destruction cowers ...
Side 29
... blood is mantling , who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A Cherub - hydra round us dost thou gape , And mould to every taste thy dear delusive shape . LXVI . - When Paphos fell by time accursed Time ! The Queen who ...
... blood is mantling , who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A Cherub - hydra round us dost thou gape , And mould to every taste thy dear delusive shape . LXVI . - When Paphos fell by time accursed Time ! The Queen who ...
Side 32
... blood betimes , his heart delights In vengeance gloating on another's pain . What private feuds the troubled village stain ! Though now one phalanx'd host should meet the fue , Enough , alas ! in humble homes remain , To meditate ...
... blood betimes , his heart delights In vengeance gloating on another's pain . What private feuds the troubled village stain ! Though now one phalanx'd host should meet the fue , Enough , alas ! in humble homes remain , To meditate ...
Side 35
... blood was seen thy streets to die ; A traitor only fell beneath the feud ; ( ' ) Here all were noble , save Nobility ; None hugg'd a conqueror's chain , save fallen Chivalry ! LXXXVI . Such be the sons of Spain , and strange her fate ...
... blood was seen thy streets to die ; A traitor only fell beneath the feud ; ( ' ) Here all were noble , save Nobility ; None hugg'd a conqueror's chain , save fallen Chivalry ! LXXXVI . Such be the sons of Spain , and strange her fate ...
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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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