Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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Side 129
... Glory , is when the myrtle wreathes a sword Such as Harmodius drew on Athens ' tyrant lord . * XXI . There was a sound of revelry by night , And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry , and bright The lamps ...
... Glory , is when the myrtle wreathes a sword Such as Harmodius drew on Athens ' tyrant lord . * XXI . There was a sound of revelry by night , And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry , and bright The lamps ...
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... glory , and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced . XXVII . The moon is up , and yet it is not nightSunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ...
... glory , and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced . XXVII . The moon is up , and yet it is not nightSunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ...
Side 201
... glory and their shame . Hark to his strain ! and then survey his cell ! And see how dearly earn'd Torquato's fame , And where Alfonso bade his poet dwell . The miserable despot could not quell The insulted mind he sought to quench , and ...
... glory and their shame . Hark to his strain ! and then survey his cell ! And see how dearly earn'd Torquato's fame , And where Alfonso bade his poet dwell . The miserable despot could not quell The insulted mind he sought to quench , and ...
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