Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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... shore they still were free to rove . XXII . Through Calpe's straits survey the steepy shore ; Europe and Afric , on each other gaze ! Lands of the dark - eyed Maid and dusky Moor , Alike beheld beneath pale Hecate's blaze : How softly ...
... shore they still were free to rove . XXII . Through Calpe's straits survey the steepy shore ; Europe and Afric , on each other gaze ! Lands of the dark - eyed Maid and dusky Moor , Alike beheld beneath pale Hecate's blaze : How softly ...
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... shore ; Oft Music changed , but never ceased her tone , And timely echo'd back the measured oar , And rippling waters made a pleasant moan : The Queen of tides on high consenting shone ; And when a transient breeze swept o'er the wave ...
... shore ; Oft Music changed , but never ceased her tone , And timely echo'd back the measured oar , And rippling waters made a pleasant moan : The Queen of tides on high consenting shone ; And when a transient breeze swept o'er the wave ...
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... shore , There is society where none iutrudes , By the deep Sea , and music in its roar : I love not man the less , but Nature more , From these our interviews , in which I steal From all I may be , or have been before , To mingle with ...
... shore , There is society where none iutrudes , By the deep Sea , and music in its roar : I love not man the less , but Nature more , From these our interviews , in which I steal From all I may be , or have been before , To mingle with ...
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