Childe Harold's PilgrimageLovell Brothers, 1813 - 270 sider |
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... lost , That bid me loathe my present state , And fly from all I priz'd the most ; 4 . It is that weariness which springs From all I meet , or hear , or see , To me no pleasure Beauty brings ; Thine eyes have scarce a charm for me . 5 ...
... lost , That bid me loathe my present state , And fly from all I priz'd the most ; 4 . It is that weariness which springs From all I meet , or hear , or see , To me no pleasure Beauty brings ; Thine eyes have scarce a charm for me . 5 ...
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... lost , In dreams deny me not to see thee here ! And Morn in secret shall renew the tear Of Consciousness awaking to her woes , And Fancy hover o'er thy bloodless bier , Till my frail frame return to whence it rose , And mourn'd and ...
... lost , In dreams deny me not to see thee here ! And Morn in secret shall renew the tear Of Consciousness awaking to her woes , And Fancy hover o'er thy bloodless bier , Till my frail frame return to whence it rose , And mourn'd and ...
Side 212
... lost before the dawn of day , Thus loitering pensive on the willing seas , The flapping sail haul'd down to halt for logs like these ! XXI . The moon is up ; by Heaven a lovely eve ! Long streams of light o'er dancing waves expand ; Now ...
... lost before the dawn of day , Thus loitering pensive on the willing seas , The flapping sail haul'd down to halt for logs like these ! XXI . The moon is up ; by Heaven a lovely eve ! Long streams of light o'er dancing waves expand ; Now ...
Side 215
... lost and caught , But knew him as his worshipper no more , And ne'er again the boy his bosom sought ; Since now he vainly urg'd him to adore , Well deem'd the little God his ancient sway was o'er . XXXII . Fair Florence found , in sooth ...
... lost and caught , But knew him as his worshipper no more , And ne'er again the boy his bosom sought ; Since now he vainly urg'd him to adore , Well deem'd the little God his ancient sway was o'er . XXXII . Fair Florence found , in sooth ...
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... lost , These are thy fruits , successful Passion ! these ! If , kindly cruel , early Hope is crost , Still to the last it rankles , a disease , Not to be cur'd when Love itself forgets to please . XXXVI . Away ! nor let me loiter in my ...
... lost , These are thy fruits , successful Passion ! these ! If , kindly cruel , early Hope is crost , Still to the last it rankles , a disease , Not to be cur'd when Love itself forgets to please . XXXVI . Away ! nor let me loiter in my ...
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