Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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The “ Good Night , ” in the beginning of the first canto , was suggested by “ Lord Maxwell's Good Night , ” in the Border Minstrelsy , edited by Mr , Scott . With the different poems which have been published on Spanish subjects , there ...
The “ Good Night , ” in the beginning of the first canto , was suggested by “ Lord Maxwell's Good Night , ” in the Border Minstrelsy , edited by Mr , Scott . With the different poems which have been published on Spanish subjects , there ...
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Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth , Who ne in virtue's ways did take delight ; But spent his days in riot most unconth ; And vex'd with mirth the drowsy ear of Night . Ah , me ! in sooth he was a shameless wight , Sore given ...
Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth , Who ne in virtue's ways did take delight ; But spent his days in riot most unconth ; And vex'd with mirth the drowsy ear of Night . Ah , me ! in sooth he was a shameless wight , Sore given ...
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... shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last “ Good Night . " 1 . “ Adieu , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh -- the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew .
... shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last “ Good Night . " 1 . “ Adieu , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh -- the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew .
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... Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves ! My native Land - Good Night ! " XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the 14 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves ! My native Land - Good Night ! " XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the 14 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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From morn till night , from night till startled Morn Peeps blushing on the Revels ' laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn , Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on each others kibes .
From morn till night , from night till startled Morn Peeps blushing on the Revels ' laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn , Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on each others kibes .
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Հատոր 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1837 |
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