Childe Harold's PilgrimageLovell Brothers, 1813 - 270 sider |
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Side 182
... not again to mine . Welcome , welcome , ye dark - blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves ! My native Land - Good Night ! " XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the 182 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... not again to mine . Welcome , welcome , ye dark - blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves ! My native Land - Good Night ! " XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the 182 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
Side 187
... dark Sierras rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China's vasty wall ? - Ne barrier wall , ne river deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul ...
... dark Sierras rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China's vasty wall ? - Ne barrier wall , ne river deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul ...
Side 188
... Dark Guadiana rolls his power along In sullen biliow , murmuring and vast , So noted ancient roundelays among . Whilome upon his banks did legions throng Of Moor and knight , in mailed splendour drest ; Here ceas'd the swift their race ...
... Dark Guadiana rolls his power along In sullen biliow , murmuring and vast , So noted ancient roundelays among . Whilome upon his banks did legions throng Of Moor and knight , in mailed splendour drest ; Here ceas'd the swift their race ...
Side 194
... dark - glancing daughters - deign to know , There your wise Prophet's paradise we find , His black - eyed maids of heaven , angelically kind . LX . Oh , thou Parnassus ! ( 13 ) whom I now survey Not in the phrenzy of a dreamer's eye ...
... dark - glancing daughters - deign to know , There your wise Prophet's paradise we find , His black - eyed maids of heaven , angelically kind . LX . Oh , thou Parnassus ! ( 13 ) whom I now survey Not in the phrenzy of a dreamer's eye ...
Side 197
... dark blue sea ! Soon as the matin bell proclaimeth nine , Thy saint adorers count the rosary : Much is the VIRGIN teaz'd to shrive them free ( Well do I ween the only virgin there ) From crimes as numerous as her beadsmen be ; Then to ...
... dark blue sea ! Soon as the matin bell proclaimeth nine , Thy saint adorers count the rosary : Much is the VIRGIN teaz'd to shrive them free ( Well do I ween the only virgin there ) From crimes as numerous as her beadsmen be ; Then to ...
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Altada Arbaces Assyria aught Bactria Balea Bard bear beauty behold Beleses beneath blood bosom breast breath brow CANTO Childe Harold dare dark death deem deem'd deep dost thou doth dread Dunciad dust dwell e'er earth Edinburgh Review Euphrates Exit fair fame feel foes gaze glorious glory Greece Greek guard hand hath hear heart heaven honour hope hour immortal king land leave live lord lyre Mede mighty mind monarch mortal mountains Muse Myrrha ne'er never night Nimrod o'er once palace Pania passion poem praise prince realm rebels rock Salem Salemenes Sardan SARDANAPALUS satraps scene Semiramis Sfero shine shore sigh sire slave smile soldier song soul spirit stars sweet sword tears thee thine things thou art thought throne tomb turn'd twas unto Venice voice walls waves wild wilt woes wouldst youth Zames Zarina