Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. A romaunt. [With a portrait.]John Murray, 1842 - 331 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 , 1 Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine To grace so plain a tale - this lowly lay of mine . 2 --- 1 The little village of Castri stands partly on ...
... o'er Delphi's long deserted shrine , 1 Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine To grace so plain a tale - this lowly lay of mine . 2 --- 1 The little village of Castri stands partly on ...
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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 1 . " ADIEU , adieu ...
... 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 1 . " ADIEU , adieu ...
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... o'er.2 For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear.3 crying , I don't know which . I did what I could to console him , but found him incorrigible . He ...
... o'er.2 For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear.3 crying , I don't know which . I did what I could to console him , but found him incorrigible . He ...
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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: And Other Poems George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Visualização integral - 1815 |
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, a Romaunt: and Other Poems ... George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Visualização integral - 1813 |
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Alban hill Albanians Ali Pacha amongst ancient Ariosto Athens beauty behold beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Cæsar called Canto charms Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE church Cicero Constantinople dark death deem'd deep dust earth Egeria fair fame fate feel Florence foes French gaze glory gondoliers Greece Greek hand hath heart Heaven hills Historical Notes Hobhouse honour hope hour immortal Italian Italy Julius Cæsar lake land less light live Lord Byron maid memory mind mortal mountains ne'er never o'er once Pacha palace pass passion Petrarch plain poet Pouqueville rock Roman Rome ruins says scene seems seen shore sigh smile song soul spirit spot stanzas Tasso tears temple thee thine things thou thought tomb traveller Turks Venetians Venice verse walls waves wild wind woes wolf words youth