Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 22–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... another day : But one sad losel soils a name for aye , However mighty in the olden time , Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay , Nor florid prose , nor honied lies of rhyme , Can blazon evil deeds , or consecrate a crime .
... another day : But one sad losel soils a name for aye , However mighty in the olden time , Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay , Nor florid prose , nor honied lies of rhyme , Can blazon evil deeds , or consecrate a crime .
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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 afford : A nation swoln with ...
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 afford : A nation swoln with ...
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... tender azure of the unruffled deep , The orange tints that gild the greenest bough , The torrents that from cliff to valley leap , The vine on high , the willow branch below , Mixed in one mighty scene , with varied beauty glow .
... tender azure of the unruffled deep , The orange tints that gild the greenest bough , The torrents that from cliff to valley leap , The vine on high , the willow branch below , Mixed in one mighty scene , with varied beauty glow .
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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 ?
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 ?
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See how the Mighty shrink into a song ! Can Volume , Pillar , Pile preserve thee great ? Or must thou trust Tradition's simple tongue , ( wrong ? When Flattery sleeps with thee , and History does thee XXXVII .
See how the Mighty shrink into a song ! Can Volume , Pillar , Pile preserve thee great ? Or must thou trust Tradition's simple tongue , ( wrong ? When Flattery sleeps with thee , and History does thee XXXVII .
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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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