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'Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve Childe Harold hail'd Leucadia's cape
afar; A spot he long'd to see, nor cared to leave : Oft did he mark the scenes of
vanish'd war, Actium, Lepanto, fatal Trafalgar; Mark them unmoved, for he would
not ...
'Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve Childe Harold hail'd Leucadia's cape
afar; A spot he long'd to see, nor cared to leave : Oft did he mark the scenes of
vanish'd war, Actium, Lepanto, fatal Trafalgar; Mark them unmoved, for he would
not ...
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Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve Childe Harold hail'd Leucadia's cape
afar ; A spot he long'd to see , nor cared to leave : Oft did he mark the scenes of
vanish'd war , Actium , Lepanto , fatal Trafalgar ; Mark them unmoved , for he
would ...
Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve Childe Harold hail'd Leucadia's cape
afar ; A spot he long'd to see , nor cared to leave : Oft did he mark the scenes of
vanish'd war , Actium , Lepanto , fatal Trafalgar ; Mark them unmoved , for he
would ...
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Yet mark their mirth — ere lenten days begin , That penance which their holy rites
prepare To shrive from man his weight of mortal sin , By daily abstinence and
nightly prayer ; But ere his sackcloth garb Repentance wear , Some days of ...
Yet mark their mirth — ere lenten days begin , That penance which their holy rites
prepare To shrive from man his weight of mortal sin , By daily abstinence and
nightly prayer ; But ere his sackcloth garb Repentance wear , Some days of ...
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