Childe Harold's PilgrimageLovell Brothers, 1813 - 270 sider |
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Side 189
... Sounds not the clang of conflict on the heath ? Saw ye not whom the reeking sabre smote ; Nor sav'd your brethren ere they sank beneath Tyrants and tyrants ' slaves ? -the fires of death , The bale - fires flash on high ; -from rock to ...
... Sounds not the clang of conflict on the heath ? Saw ye not whom the reeking sabre smote ; Nor sav'd your brethren ere they sank beneath Tyrants and tyrants ' slaves ? -the fires of death , The bale - fires flash on high ; -from rock to ...
Side 191
... sounds ; Here Folly still his votaries enthralls : And young - eyed Lewdness walks her midnight rounds Girt with the silent crimes of Capitals , Still to the last kind Vice clings to the tott'ring walls . XLVII . Not so the rustic ...
... sounds ; Here Folly still his votaries enthralls : And young - eyed Lewdness walks her midnight rounds Girt with the silent crimes of Capitals , Still to the last kind Vice clings to the tott'ring walls . XLVII . Not so the rustic ...
Side 198
... sounds the clarion ; lo ! the signal falls , The den expands , and Expectation mute Gapes round the silent Circle's people'd walls . Bounds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding foot ...
... sounds the clarion ; lo ! the signal falls , The den expands , and Expectation mute Gapes round the silent Circle's people'd walls . Bounds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding foot ...
Side 219
... sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll [ soul , Between those hanging rocks , that shock yet please the XLIX . Amidst the grove that crowns yon tufted hill , Which were it not for many a mountain nigh Rising in lofty ranks ...
... sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll [ soul , Between those hanging rocks , that shock yet please the XLIX . Amidst the grove that crowns yon tufted hill , Which were it not for many a mountain nigh Rising in lofty ranks ...
Side 221
... sound announc'd the close of LVIII . The wild Albanian kirtled to his knee , With shawl girt head and ornamented gun , And gold embroider'd garments , fair to sec ; The crimson - scarfed men of Macedon ; The Delhi with his cap of terror ...
... sound announc'd the close of LVIII . The wild Albanian kirtled to his knee , With shawl girt head and ornamented gun , And gold embroider'd garments , fair to sec ; The crimson - scarfed men of Macedon ; The Delhi with his cap of terror ...
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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