Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 31–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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The Childe departed from his father's hall : It was a vast and venerable pile ; So old ; it seemed only not to fall , Yet strength was pillar'd in each massy aisle . Monastic dome ! condemn'd to uses vile ! Where Superstition once had ...
The Childe departed from his father's hall : It was a vast and venerable pile ; So old ; it seemed only not to fall , Yet strength was pillar'd in each massy aisle . Monastic dome ! condemn'd to uses vile ! Where Superstition once had ...
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Till others fall where other chieftains lead Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless lays , the theme of transient song . XLIV . Enough of Battle's minions ! let them play Their game of lives , and barter ...
Till others fall where other chieftains lead Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless lays , the theme of transient song . XLIV . Enough of Battle's minions ! let them play Their game of lives , and barter ...
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And must they fall , the young , the proud , the brave , To swell one bloated Chief's unwholesome reign , No step between submission and a grave , The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the Power that man adores ordain ...
And must they fall , the young , the proud , the brave , To swell one bloated Chief's unwholesome reign , No step between submission and a grave , The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the Power that man adores ordain ...
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Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? What maid retrieve when man's flush'd hope is lost ? Who hang so fiercely on the flying Gaul , Foil'd by a woman's hand , before a batter'd wall ? ( 11 ) LVII . Yet are Spain's maids no race of ...
Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? What maid retrieve when man's flush'd hope is lost ? Who hang so fiercely on the flying Gaul , Foil'd by a woman's hand , before a batter'd wall ? ( 11 ) LVII . Yet are Spain's maids no race of ...
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Thrice sounds the clarion ; lo ! the signal falls , The den expands , and Expectation mute Gapes round the silent Circle's people'd walls . Buunds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding ...
Thrice sounds the clarion ; lo ! the signal falls , The den expands , and Expectation mute Gapes round the silent Circle's people'd walls . Buunds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding ...
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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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