Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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IV . Childe Harold bask ' d him in the noon - tide sun , Disporting there like any
other fly ; Nor deem ' d before his little day was done One blast might chill him
into misery . But long ere scarce a third of his pass ' d by , Worse than adversity
the ...
IV . Childe Harold bask ' d him in the noon - tide sun , Disporting there like any
other fly ; Nor deem ' d before his little day was done One blast might chill him
into misery . But long ere scarce a third of his pass ' d by , Worse than adversity
the ...
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... mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the brine , And traverse
Paynim shores , and pass earth ' s central line . XII . The sails were fill ' d , and
CANTO 1 . ) CHILDE HAROLD ' S PILGRIMAGE .
... mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the brine , And traverse
Paynim shores , and pass earth ' s central line . XII . The sails were fill ' d , and
CANTO 1 . ) CHILDE HAROLD ' S PILGRIMAGE .
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But ere the mingling bounds have far been pass ' d , Dark Guadiana rolls his
power along In sullen billows , murmuring and vast , So noted ancient roundelays
among . Whilome upon his banks did legions throng Of Moor and knight , in
mailed ...
But ere the mingling bounds have far been pass ' d , Dark Guadiana rolls his
power along In sullen billows , murmuring and vast , So noted ancient roundelays
among . Whilome upon his banks did legions throng Of Moor and knight , in
mailed ...
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The humblest of thy pilgrims passing by Would gladly woo thine Echoes with his
string , Though from thy heights no more one Muse will wave her wing . LXI . Oft
have I dream ' d of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man
...
The humblest of thy pilgrims passing by Would gladly woo thine Echoes with his
string , Though from thy heights no more one Muse will wave her wing . LXI . Oft
have I dream ' d of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man
...
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LXXXI . But Jealousy has fled : his bars , his bolts , His wither ' d sentinel ,
Duenna sage ! And all whereat the generous soul revolts , Which the stern dotard
deem ' d he could encage , Have pass ' d to darkness with the vanish ' d age .
LXXXI . But Jealousy has fled : his bars , his bolts , His wither ' d sentinel ,
Duenna sage ! And all whereat the generous soul revolts , Which the stern dotard
deem ' d he could encage , Have pass ' d to darkness with the vanish ' d age .
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| Վերնագիր | Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Հեղինակ | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Նկարիչ | William Finden, Edward Francis Finden |
| Հրատարակիչ | J. Murray, 1841 |
| Original from | Հարվարդի համալսարան |
| Digitized | 25 Սեպտեմբեր 2008 |
| Length | 320 էջ |
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