Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eyes We late saw streaming o'er . For pleasure past I do not greive , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 9 . “ And now I'm in the world alone ...
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eyes We late saw streaming o'er . For pleasure past I do not greive , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 9 . “ And now I'm in the world alone ...
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... hither deign'd to flee ; And fixed her sbrine within these walls of white ; Though not to one dome circumscribeth she Her worships , but , devoted to her rite , A thousand altars rise , for ever blazing bright . LXVII .
... hither deign'd to flee ; And fixed her sbrine within these walls of white ; Though not to one dome circumscribeth she Her worships , but , devoted to her rite , A thousand altars rise , for ever blazing bright . LXVII .
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Yet to the remnants of thy splendour past Shall pilgrims , pensive , but unwearied , throng ; Long shall the voyager , with th ' Ionian blast , Hail the bright clime of battle and of song . Long shall thine annals and immortal tongue ...
Yet to the remnants of thy splendour past Shall pilgrims , pensive , but unwearied , throng ; Long shall the voyager , with th ' Ionian blast , Hail the bright clime of battle and of song . Long shall thine annals and immortal tongue ...
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Like the Chaldean , he could watch the stars , Till he had peopled , them with beings bright As their own beams ; and earth , and earth - born jars , And human frailties , were forgotten quite : Could he have kept his spirits to that ...
Like the Chaldean , he could watch the stars , Till he had peopled , them with beings bright As their own beams ; and earth , and earth - born jars , And human frailties , were forgotten quite : Could he have kept his spirits to that ...
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There was a sound of revelry by night , And Belgium's capital had gathered then - Her beauty and her Chivalry , and bright The lamps shone o'er fair woinan and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its ...
There was a sound of revelry by night , And Belgium's capital had gathered then - Her beauty and her Chivalry , and bright The lamps shone o'er fair woinan and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its ...
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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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