Childe Harold's PilgrimageLovell Brothers, 1813 - 270 sider |
Inni boken
Resultat 6-10 av 38
Side 209
... breast : If aught of young Remembrance then remain , Be as it may Futurity's behest , For me ' twere bliss enough to know thy spirit biest ! X. Here let me sit upon this massy stone , The marble column's yet unshakeu base ; Here , son ...
... breast : If aught of young Remembrance then remain , Be as it may Futurity's behest , For me ' twere bliss enough to know thy spirit biest ! X. Here let me sit upon this massy stone , The marble column's yet unshakeu base ; Here , son ...
Side 213
... breast Would still , albeit in vain , the heavy heart divest . XXV . To sit on rocks , to muse o'er flood and fell , To slowly trace the forest's shady scene , Where things that own not man's dominion dwell , And mortal foot hath ne'er ...
... breast Would still , albeit in vain , the heavy heart divest . XXV . To sit on rocks , to muse o'er flood and fell , To slowly trace the forest's shady scene , Where things that own not man's dominion dwell , And mortal foot hath ne'er ...
Side 214
... would be thine ; But check'd by every tie , I may not dare To cast a worthless offering at thy shrine , Nor ask so dear a breast to feel one pang for mine . XXXI . Thus Harold deem'd as on that lady's eye 214 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... would be thine ; But check'd by every tie , I may not dare To cast a worthless offering at thy shrine , Nor ask so dear a breast to feel one pang for mine . XXXI . Thus Harold deem'd as on that lady's eye 214 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
Side 215
... breast , Who thinks that wanton thing is won by sighs ; What careth she for hearts when once possess'd ? Do proper homage to thine idol's eyes ; But not too humbly , or she will despise Thee and thy suit , though told in moving tropes ...
... breast , Who thinks that wanton thing is won by sighs ; What careth she for hearts when once possess'd ? Do proper homage to thine idol's eyes ; But not too humbly , or she will despise Thee and thy suit , though told in moving tropes ...
Side 217
... breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire . XL . ' Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve Childe Harold ...
... breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire . XL . ' Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve Childe Harold ...
Andre utgaver - Vis alle
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
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