Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntW. Dugdale, 1826 - 162 էջ |
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... didst thou dwell , here schemes of pleasure plan , Beneath yon mountain's ever beauteous brow ; But now as if a thing unblest by Man , Thy fairy dwelling is as lone as thou ! Here giant weeds a passage scarce allow To halls deserted ...
... didst thou dwell , here schemes of pleasure plan , Beneath yon mountain's ever beauteous brow ; But now as if a thing unblest by Man , Thy fairy dwelling is as lone as thou ! Here giant weeds a passage scarce allow To halls deserted ...
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... didst thou , fair Mount ! when Greece was See round thy giant base a brighter choir , Nor e'er did Delphi , when her priestess sung The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire , Behold a train more fitting to inspire The song of love ...
... didst thou , fair Mount ! when Greece was See round thy giant base a brighter choir , Nor e'er did Delphi , when her priestess sung The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire , Behold a train more fitting to inspire The song of love ...
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... Didst never yet one mortal song inspire- Goddess of Wisdom ! here thy temple was , And is , despite of war and wasting fire , ( 1 ) And years , that bade thy worship to expire ; But worse than steel , and flame , and ages slow , Is the ...
... Didst never yet one mortal song inspire- Goddess of Wisdom ! here thy temple was , And is , despite of war and wasting fire , ( 1 ) And years , that bade thy worship to expire ; But worse than steel , and flame , and ages slow , Is the ...
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... Wisdom and of Wit And Passion's host , that never brook'd control ; Can all , saint , sage , or sophist ever writ , People this lonely tower , this tenement refit ? VII . Well didst thou speak , Athena's wisest son 208 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... Wisdom and of Wit And Passion's host , that never brook'd control ; Can all , saint , sage , or sophist ever writ , People this lonely tower , this tenement refit ? VII . Well didst thou speak , Athena's wisest son 208 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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A Romaunt George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. VII . Well didst thou speak , Athena's wisest son ! " All that we know is , nothing can be known . " Why should we shrink from what we cannot shun ? Each has his pang , but feeble sufferers ...
A Romaunt George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. VII . Well didst thou speak , Athena's wisest son ! " All that we know is , nothing can be known . " Why should we shrink from what we cannot shun ? Each has his pang , but feeble sufferers ...
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