Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 24–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet : Ah , monarchs ! could ye taste the mirth ye mar , Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse full drum would sleep , and Man be happy yet .
No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet : Ah , monarchs ! could ye taste the mirth ye mar , Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse full drum would sleep , and Man be happy yet .
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... locks that foil the painter's power , Her fairy form , with more than female grace , Scarce would you deem that Saragoza's tower Bebeld her smile in Danger's Gorgon face , Thin the clos'd ranks , and lead in Glory's fearful chase .
... locks that foil the painter's power , Her fairy form , with more than female grace , Scarce would you deem that Saragoza's tower Bebeld her smile in Danger's Gorgon face , Thin the clos'd ranks , and lead in Glory's fearful chase .
Էջ 195
... train more fitting to inspire The song of love , than Andalusia's maids , Nyrst in the glowing lap of soft desire : Ah ! that to these were given such peaceful shades As Greece can still bestow , though Glory fly her glades . LXV .
... train more fitting to inspire The song of love , than Andalusia's maids , Nyrst in the glowing lap of soft desire : Ah ! that to these were given such peaceful shades As Greece can still bestow , though Glory fly her glades . LXV .
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... Pride might forbid even Friendship to complain ; But thus unlaurel'd to descend in vain , By all forgotten , save the lonely breast , And mix unbleeding with the boasted slain , While Glory crowns so many a meaner crest !
... Pride might forbid even Friendship to complain ; But thus unlaurel'd to descend in vain , By all forgotten , save the lonely breast , And mix unbleeding with the boasted slain , While Glory crowns so many a meaner crest !
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Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that First in the race that led to Glory's gaol [ were : ' They won , and pass'd away is this the whole ? A school - boy's tale , the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon and the ...
Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that First in the race that led to Glory's gaol [ were : ' They won , and pass'd away is this the whole ? A school - boy's tale , the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon and the ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Հատոր 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1837 |
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| Վերնագիր | Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
| Հեղինակ | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Հրատարակիչ | W. Dugdale, 1826 |
| Original from | Հարվարդի համալսարան |
| Digitized | 15 Հունվար 2009 |
| Length | 162 էջ |
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