Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntJ. Murray, 1841 - 320 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 42–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind ; Yet marvel not , Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; For I have from my father gone , A mother whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee and one above , My father ...
... waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind ; Yet marvel not , Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; For I have from my father gone , A mother whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee and one above , My father ...
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... 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 CANTO 1. ] 9 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
... 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 CANTO 1. ] 9 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
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... A nation swoln with ignorance and pride , Who lick yet loathe the hand that waves the sword To save them from the wrath of Gaul's unsparing lord . XVII . But whoso entereth within this town , That 10 [ CANTO 1 . CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
... A nation swoln with ignorance and pride , Who lick yet loathe the hand that waves the sword To save them from the wrath of Gaul's unsparing lord . XVII . But whoso entereth within this town , That 10 [ CANTO 1 . CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
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... waves doth look , That peaceful still ' twixt bitterest foemen flow ; For proud each peasant as the noblest duke : Well doth the Spanish hind the difference know ' Twixt him and Lusian slave , the lowest of the low . C XXXIV . But ere ...
... waves doth look , That peaceful still ' twixt bitterest foemen flow ; For proud each peasant as the noblest duke : Well doth the Spanish hind the difference know ' Twixt him and Lusian slave , the lowest of the low . C XXXIV . But ere ...
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... wave her wing . LXI . Oft have I dream'd of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man's divinest lore : And now I view thee , ' tis , alas ! with shame That I in feeblest accents must adore . When I recount thy ...
... wave her wing . LXI . Oft have I dream'd of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man's divinest lore : And now I view thee , ' tis , alas ! with shame That I in feeblest accents must adore . When I recount thy ...
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