Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 sider |
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... woes , And Fancy hover o'er thy bloodless bier , Till my frail frame return to whence it rose , And mourned and mourner lie united in repose . XCIII . Here is one fytte of Harold's pilgrimage . Ye who of him may further seek to know ...
... woes , And Fancy hover o'er thy bloodless bier , Till my frail frame return to whence it rose , And mourned and mourner lie united in repose . XCIII . Here is one fytte of Harold's pilgrimage . Ye who of him may further seek to know ...
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. ( Alas ! her woes will still pervade my strain ! ) Gay were her minstrels once , for free her throng , All felt the common joy they now must feign ; Nor oft I've seen such sight , nor heard such song , As ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. ( Alas ! her woes will still pervade my strain ! ) Gay were her minstrels once , for free her throng , All felt the common joy they now must feign ; Nor oft I've seen such sight , nor heard such song , As ...
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... woes we seeAnd worse , the woes we see not — which 1 CXXVII . Yet let us ponder boldly — '. throb through The immedicable soul , with heart - aches ever new . heaven , Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument , 242 Childe Harold's ...
... woes we seeAnd worse , the woes we see not — which 1 CXXVII . Yet let us ponder boldly — '. throb through The immedicable soul , with heart - aches ever new . heaven , Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument , 242 Childe Harold's ...
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