Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 34–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
Էջ 176
... shall see them in decline , Happier , that while all younger hearts shall bleed , Mine shall escape the doom thine eyes assign To those whose admiration shall succeed , But mixed with pangs to Love's even loveliest hours decreed .
... shall see them in decline , Happier , that while all younger hearts shall bleed , Mine shall escape the doom thine eyes assign To those whose admiration shall succeed , But mixed with pangs to Love's even loveliest hours decreed .
Էջ 179
And none did love bim - though to hall and bower He gather'd revellers from far and near , He knew them flatt'rers of the festal hour ; The heartless parasites of present cheer . Yea ! none did love him - not his lemans dearBut pomp aud ...
And none did love bim - though to hall and bower He gather'd revellers from far and near , He knew them flatt'rers of the festal hour ; The heartless parasites of present cheer . Yea ! none did love him - not his lemans dearBut pomp aud ...
Էջ 180
A few short hours , and He will rise To give the Morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies , But not my mother Earth , Deserted is my own good ball , Its hearth so desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dogs howl ...
A few short hours , and He will rise To give the Morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies , But not my mother Earth , Deserted is my own good ball , Its hearth so desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dogs howl ...
Էջ 190
Inevitable hour ! ' Gainst fate to strive Where Desolation plants her famish'd brood , Is vain , or Ilion , Tyre might yet survive , Aud Virtue vanquish all , and Murder cease to thrive , , XLVI . But all unconcious of the coming doom ...
Inevitable hour ! ' Gainst fate to strive Where Desolation plants her famish'd brood , Is vain , or Ilion , Tyre might yet survive , Aud Virtue vanquish all , and Murder cease to thrive , , XLVI . But all unconcious of the coming doom ...
Էջ 191
But all unconcious of the coming doom , The feast , the song , the revel here abounds ; Strange modes of merriment the hours consume , Nor bleed these patriots with their country's wounds : Not here war's clarion , but Love's rebeck ...
But all unconcious of the coming doom , The feast , the song , the revel here abounds ; Strange modes of merriment the hours consume , Nor bleed these patriots with their country's wounds : Not here war's clarion , but Love's rebeck ...
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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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