Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntJ. Murray, 1841 - 320 páginas |
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... o'er this page , nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh , Could I to thee be ever more than friend : This much , dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me ...
... o'er this page , nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh , Could I to thee be ever more than friend : This much , dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me ...
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... o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; shell awake the weary Nine Nor mote my To grace so plain a tale this lowly lay of mine . II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth ...
... o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; shell awake the weary Nine Nor mote my To grace so plain a tale this lowly lay of mine . II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth ...
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... o'er it he did fling , And tuned his farewell in the dim twilight . While flew the vessel on her snowy wing , And fleeting shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night . " 1 " ADIEU , adieu ! my ...
... o'er it he did fling , And tuned his farewell in the dim twilight . While flew the vessel on her snowy wing , And fleeting shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night . " 1 " ADIEU , adieu ! my ...
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... o'er . For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 66 9 And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan ...
... o'er . For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 66 9 And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan ...
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... o'er the hills expand ! But man would mar them with an impious hand : And when the Almighty lifts his fiercest scourge ' Gainst those who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust ...
... o'er the hills expand ! But man would mar them with an impious hand : And when the Almighty lifts his fiercest scourge ' Gainst those who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Volume 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Visualização integral - 1837 |
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Volume 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Visualização integral - 1837 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Albanian Ali Pacha amongst ancient Ariosto Athens beauty behold beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Cæsar CANTO Certaldo Childe Harold Chioza church Cicero Comitium Constantinople dark death deem'd deep doth dread dust dwell earth edit Egeria fair fall fame fate feel Ficus Ruminalis Finder Florence foes gaze glory gondoliers Greece Greek hand hath heart heaven hills honour hope hour hyæna immortal Italian Italy Joannina Julius Cæsar lake land less light live Lord mind mortal mountains Nardini ne'er never o'er once pass pass'd passion Petrarch plain poet Pouqueville rock Roman Rome ruin scene seems seen shore shrine sigh slave smile song soul spot STANZA Storia Suetonius Tasso tears temple thee thine things thou thought tomb tree triumph tyrants valley Venetians Venice walls waves wild winds woes wolf words καὶ