Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Four days are sped , but with the fifth , anon , New shores descried make every bosom gay ; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay And soon on board ...
Four days are sped , but with the fifth , anon , New shores descried make every bosom gay ; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay And soon on board ...
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Deep in yon cave Honorius long did dwell , In hope to merit Heav'n by making earth a Hell . XXI . And here and there , as up the crags you spring , Mark many rude carv'd crosses near the path : Yet deem not these devotion's offering ...
Deep in yon cave Honorius long did dwell , In hope to merit Heav'n by making earth a Hell . XXI . And here and there , as up the crags you spring , Mark many rude carv'd crosses near the path : Yet deem not these devotion's offering ...
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... deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul . XXXIII . But these between a silver streamlet glides , And scarce a name distinguisheth the brook , Though ...
... deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul . XXXIII . But these between a silver streamlet glides , And scarce a name distinguisheth the brook , Though ...
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Lo ! where the Giant on the mountain stands , His blood - red tresses deep'ning in the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it glares upon ; Restless it rolls , now fixed , and now anon ...
Lo ! where the Giant on the mountain stands , His blood - red tresses deep'ning in the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it glares upon ; Restless it rolls , now fixed , and now anon ...
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But not in silence pass Calypso's isles , ( 10 ) The sister tenants of the midlde deep ; There for the weary still a haven smiles , Though the fair goddess long hath ceas'd to weep ...
But not in silence pass Calypso's isles , ( 10 ) The sister tenants of the midlde deep ; There for the weary still a haven smiles , Though the fair goddess long hath ceas'd to weep ...
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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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