Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntG. H. Derby, 1852 - 315 sider |
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... thou ever be what now thou art , Nor unbeseem the promise of thy spring , As fair in form , as warm yet pure in heart , Love's image upon earth without his wing , And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who now so fondly ...
... thou ever be what now thou art , Nor unbeseem the promise of thy spring , As fair in form , as warm yet pure in heart , Love's image upon earth without his wing , And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who now so fondly ...
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... Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less re- quire ? CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO THE FIRST I. OH , TO IANTHE .
... Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less re- quire ? CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO THE FIRST I. OH , TO IANTHE .
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... thou ! in Hellas deem'd of heavenly birth , Muse ! form'd or fabled at the minstrel's will ! Since shamed full oft by later lyres on earth , Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ...
... thou ! in Hellas deem'd of heavenly birth , Muse ! form'd or fabled at the minstrel's will ! Since shamed full oft by later lyres on earth , Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ...
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... thou dread the billows ' rage , Or tremblé at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift ... thou look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman Or shiver at the gale ? " • Deem'st thou I tremble for my ...
... thou dread the billows ' rage , Or tremblé at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift ... thou look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman Or shiver at the gale ? " • Deem'st thou I tremble for my ...
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... thou bear'st me to , So 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 14 CANTO 1 ...
... thou bear'st me to , So 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 14 CANTO 1 ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt : and Other Poems George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1812 |
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Albanian Ali Pacha ancient Athens beauty beheld beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Canto Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE Cicero Constantinople dark death deeds deem'd doth dread dust earth edition Egeria fair fame fate fear feel foes gaze Giaffir Giaour gondoliers Greece Greek hand hath heart heaven hills honour hope hour immortal Italian land light live Lord maid mind mountains muslin ne'er never o'er once Pacha Petrarch Pouqueville rock Romaic Roman Rome scene seen shore sigh slave smile song soul Stanza tale tears thee thine things thou thought tomb Turkish twas Venetians Venice walls wave winds woes word young youth Zuleika ἀπὸ δὲν διὰ εἶναι εἰς ἐν καὶ κὴ μὲ νὰ σᾶς τὰ τὰς τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τοῦ τοὺς τῶν