Childe Harold's PilgrimageLovell Brothers, 1813 - 270 sider |
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Side 176
... hours decreed . Oh ! let that eye , which wild as the Gazelle's , Now brightly bold or beautifully shy , Wins as it wanders , dazzles where it dwells , Glance o'er this page ; nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might ...
... hours decreed . Oh ! let that eye , which wild as the Gazelle's , Now brightly bold or beautifully shy , Wins as it wanders , dazzles where it dwells , Glance o'er this page ; nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might ...
Side 179
... hour ; The heartless parasites of present cheer . Yea ! none did love him - pot his lemans dear- But pomp aud power alone are woman's care , And where these are light Eros find a feere ; Maidens , like moths , are ever caught by glare ...
... hour ; The heartless parasites of present cheer . Yea ! none did love him - pot his lemans dear- But pomp aud power alone are woman's care , And where these are light Eros find a feere ; Maidens , like moths , are ever caught by glare ...
Side 180
... hours , and He will rise To give the Morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies , But not my mother Earth , Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth so desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dogs howl at the gate ...
... hours , and He will rise To give the Morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies , But not my mother Earth , Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth so desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dogs howl at the gate ...
Side 190
... hour ! ' Gainst fate to strive Where Desolation plants her famish'd brood , Is vain , or Ilion , Tyre might yet survive , And Virtue vanquish all , and Murder cease to thrive . XLVI . But all unconcious of the coming doom , 190 CHILDE ...
... hour ! ' Gainst fate to strive Where Desolation plants her famish'd brood , Is vain , or Ilion , Tyre might yet survive , And Virtue vanquish all , and Murder cease to thrive . XLVI . But all unconcious of the coming doom , 190 CHILDE ...
Side 191
... hours consume , Nor bleed these patriots with their country's wounds : Not here war's clarion , but Love's rebeck sounds ; Here Folly still his votaries enthralls : And young - eyed Lewdness walks her midnight rounds Girt with the ...
... hours consume , Nor bleed these patriots with their country's wounds : Not here war's clarion , but Love's rebeck sounds ; Here Folly still his votaries enthralls : And young - eyed Lewdness walks her midnight rounds Girt with the ...
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