Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 5–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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Didst never yet one mortal song inspireGoddess 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 dread sceptre ...
Didst never yet one mortal song inspireGoddess 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 dread sceptre ...
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... As page and slave anon were passing out and in . LXI . Here woman ' s voice
is never heard apart , And scarce permitted , guarded , veil ' d , to move , She
yields to one her person and her heart , Tam ' d to her cage , nor feels a wish to ...
... As page and slave anon were passing out and in . LXI . Here woman ' s voice
is never heard apart , And scarce permitted , guarded , veil ' d , to move , She
yields to one her person and her heart , Tam ' d to her cage , nor feels a wish to ...
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When taken by the Latins , and retained for seve . ral years — See GIBBON . 36 .
Mecca and Medina were taken some time ago by the Wababees , a sect yearly
increasing . 37 . On many of the mouutains , particujarly Liakura , the snow never
...
When taken by the Latins , and retained for seve . ral years — See GIBBON . 36 .
Mecca and Medina were taken some time ago by the Wababees , a sect yearly
increasing . 37 . On many of the mouutains , particujarly Liakura , the snow never
...
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... the dead , Adorner of the ruin , comforter And only healer when the heart hath
bledTime ! the corrector where our judgments err , The test of truth , love - sole
philosopher , For all beside are sophists , from thy thrift , Which never loses
though ...
... the dead , Adorner of the ruin , comforter And only healer when the heart hath
bledTime ! the corrector where our judgments err , The test of truth , love - sole
philosopher , For all beside are sophists , from thy thrift , Which never loses
though ...
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And send us prying into the abyss , To gather what we shall be when the frame
Shall be resolv ' d 10 something less then this Its wretched essence ; and to
dream of fame , And wipe the dust from off the idle name , We never more shall
hear ...
And send us prying into the abyss , To gather what we shall be when the frame
Shall be resolv ' d 10 something less then this Its wretched essence ; and to
dream of fame , And wipe the dust from off the idle name , We never more shall
hear ...
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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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