Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntG. H. Derby, 1852 - 315 sider |
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Side 99
... waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices : I depart , Whither I know not ; but the hour ' s gone by , When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye . II . Once more upon the waters ! yet once ...
... waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices : I depart , Whither I know not ; but the hour ' s gone by , When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye . II . Once more upon the waters ! yet once ...
Side 113
... waters , were to know Earth paved like Heaven ; and to seem such to me , - that it should Lethe be . Even now what wants thy stream ? - LI . - A thousand battles have assail'd thy banks , But these and half their fame have pass'd away ...
... waters , were to know Earth paved like Heaven ; and to seem such to me , - that it should Lethe be . Even now what wants thy stream ? - LI . - A thousand battles have assail'd thy banks , But these and half their fame have pass'd away ...
Side 114
... waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine , And hills all rich with blossom'd trees , And fields which promise corn and wine , And scatter'd cities crowning these , Whose far white walls along them shine , Have strew'd ...
... waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine , And hills all rich with blossom'd trees , And fields which promise corn and wine , And scatter'd cities crowning these , Whose far white walls along them shine , Have strew'd ...
Side 120
... the Rhone at Geneva , is blue , to a depth of tint which I have never seen equalled in water , salt or fresh , except in the Mediterranean and Archipelago . LXXIII . And thus I am absorb'd , and this 120 CANTO IIL CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... the Rhone at Geneva , is blue , to a depth of tint which I have never seen equalled in water , salt or fresh , except in the Mediterranean and Archipelago . LXXIII . And thus I am absorb'd , and this 120 CANTO IIL CHILDE HAROLD'S.
Side 124
... waters for a purer spring . This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar , but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved , That I with stern delights should e ...
... waters for a purer spring . This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar , but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved , That I with stern delights should e ...
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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