Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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What beauties doth Lisboa first unfold ! Her image floating on that noble tide ,
Which poets vainly pave with sands of gold , But now whereon a thousand keels
did ride Of mighty strength , since Albion was allied , ' And to the Lusians did her
aid ...
What beauties doth Lisboa first unfold ! Her image floating on that noble tide ,
Which poets vainly pave with sands of gold , But now whereon a thousand keels
did ride Of mighty strength , since Albion was allied , ' And to the Lusians did her
aid ...
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XXXII . Where Lusitania and her sister meet , Deem ye what bounds the rival
realms divide ? Or ere the jealous queens of nations greet , Doth Tayo interpose
his mighty tide ? Or dark Sierras rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China '
s ...
XXXII . Where Lusitania and her sister meet , Deem ye what bounds the rival
realms divide ? Or ere the jealous queens of nations greet , Doth Tayo interpose
his mighty tide ? Or dark Sierras rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China '
s ...
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... and trimm ' d the cheerful lamp , And spread their fare ; though homely , all they
had ; Such conduct bears Philanthrophy ' s rare stamp To rest the weary and to
soothe the sad , Doth lesson happier men , and shames at least the bad . LXIX .
... and trimm ' d the cheerful lamp , And spread their fare ; though homely , all they
had ; Such conduct bears Philanthrophy ' s rare stamp To rest the weary and to
soothe the sad , Doth lesson happier men , and shames at least the bad . LXIX .
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... arts fade . but Nature doth not die . Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear ,
The pleasant place of all festivity , The revel of the earth , the masque of Ilaly ! K ?
IV . But unto us she hath a spell beyond CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE. ...
... arts fade . but Nature doth not die . Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear ,
The pleasant place of all festivity , The revel of the earth , the masque of Ilaly ! K ?
IV . But unto us she hath a spell beyond CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE. ...
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Now ' Tis that of Time ; Triumph , arch , pillar , all he doth displace Scoffing ; and
apostolic statues climb To crush the imperial urn , whose ashes slept sublime , (
49 ) CXI . Buried in air , the deep blue sky of Rome , And looking to the stars ;
they ...
Now ' Tis that of Time ; Triumph , arch , pillar , all he doth displace Scoffing ; and
apostolic statues climb To crush the imperial urn , whose ashes slept sublime , (
49 ) CXI . Buried in air , the deep blue sky of Rome , And looking to the stars ;
they ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Հատոր 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1837 |
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. A romaunt. [With a portrait.] George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1842 |
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