Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Enough of Battle's minions ! let them play Their game of lives , and barter breath for fame ; Fame that will scarce reanimate their clay , Though thousands fall to deck some single name In sooth ' twere sad to thwart their noble aim Who ...
Enough of Battle's minions ! let them play Their game of lives , and barter breath for fame ; Fame that will scarce reanimate their clay , Though thousands fall to deck some single name In sooth ' twere sad to thwart their noble aim Who ...
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Not so the rustic - with his trembling mate He lurks , nor casts his heavy eye afar , Lest he should view his vineyard desolate , Blasted below the dun hot breath of war . No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his ...
Not so the rustic - with his trembling mate He lurks , nor casts his heavy eye afar , Lest he should view his vineyard desolate , Blasted below the dun hot breath of war . No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his ...
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In marble - pav'd pavillion , wbere a spring , Of living water from the centre rose , Whose bubbling did a genial freshness fling , And soft voluptuous couches breath'd repose , ALI reclin'd , a man of war and woes ; Yet in his ...
In marble - pav'd pavillion , wbere a spring , Of living water from the centre rose , Whose bubbling did a genial freshness fling , And soft voluptuous couches breath'd repose , ALI reclin'd , a man of war and woes ; Yet in his ...
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Where'er the surge may sweep , the tempest's breath III . lo my youth's summer I did sing of One The wandering outlaw of his own dark inind ; Again I sieze the theme then but ...
Where'er the surge may sweep , the tempest's breath III . lo my youth's summer I did sing of One The wandering outlaw of his own dark inind ; Again I sieze the theme then but ...
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But with the breath which fills Their mountain - pipe , so fills the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years , [ ears ! And ( 4 ) Evan's , ( 5 ) Donald's fame rings in each ...
But with the breath which fills Their mountain - pipe , so fills the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years , [ ears ! And ( 4 ) Evan's , ( 5 ) Donald's fame rings in each ...
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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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