Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntG. H. Derby, 1852 - 315 sider |
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... thee in truth or fancy seem'd : Nor , having seen thee , shall I vainly seek - To paint those charms which varied as they beam'd – To such as see thee not my words were weak ; To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak ...
... thee in truth or fancy seem'd : Nor , having seen thee , shall I vainly seek - To paint those charms which varied as they beam'd – To such as see thee not my words were weak ; To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak ...
Side 8
... him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less re- quire ? CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO THE FIRST I. OH , TO IANTHE .
... him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less re- quire ? CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO THE FIRST I. OH , TO IANTHE .
Side 9
... 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 weary Nine To grace so ...
... 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 weary Nine To grace so ...
Side 12
... , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good Night ! ANTO I. 2 . " A few short hours and 12 CANTO I. CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good Night ! ANTO I. 2 . " A few short hours and 12 CANTO I. CHILDE HAROLD'S.
Side 13
... thee and one above . 5 . # My father bless'd me fervently , Yet did not much complain ; But sorely will my mother sigh Till I come back again . ' " Enough , enough , my little lad ! Such tears become thine eye ; If I thy guileless bosom ...
... thee and one above . 5 . # My father bless'd me fervently , Yet did not much complain ; But sorely will my mother sigh Till I come back again . ' " Enough , enough , my little lad ! Such tears become thine eye ; If I thy guileless bosom ...
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Albanian Ali Pacha ancient Athens beauty beheld beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Canto Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE Cicero Constantinople dark death deeds deem'd doth dread dust earth edition Egeria fair fame fate fear feel foes gaze Giaffir Giaour gondoliers Greece Greek hand hath heart heaven hills honour hope hour immortal Italian land light live Lord maid mind mountains muslin ne'er never o'er once Pacha Petrarch Pouqueville rock Romaic Roman Rome scene seen shore sigh slave smile song soul Stanza tale tears thee thine things thou thought tomb Turkish twas Venetians Venice walls wave winds woes word young youth Zuleika ἀπὸ δὲν διὰ εἶναι εἰς ἐν καὶ κὴ μὲ νὰ σᾶς τὰ τὰς τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τοῦ τοὺς τῶν