Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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... and pride , Who lick yet loath the hand that waves the sword To save them from
the wrath of Gaul ' s unsparing lord . XVII . But whoso entereth within this town ,
That , sheening far , celestial seems to be , Disconsolate will wander up and ...
... and pride , Who lick yet loath the hand that waves the sword To save them from
the wrath of Gaul ' s unsparing lord . XVII . But whoso entereth within this town ,
That , sheening far , celestial seems to be , Disconsolate will wander up and ...
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Yet well thy soul hath brook ' d the turning tide With that uptaught innate
philosophy , Which , be it wisdom , coldness , or deep pride , Is gall and
wormwood to an enemy . When the whole host of hatred stood hard by , To watch
and mock thee ...
Yet well thy soul hath brook ' d the turning tide With that uptaught innate
philosophy , Which , be it wisdom , coldness , or deep pride , Is gall and
wormwood to an enemy . When the whole host of hatred stood hard by , To watch
and mock thee ...
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They keep his dust in Arqua , where he died ; ( 13 ) · The mountain - village
where his latter days Went down the vale of years ; and ' tis their pride An honest
pride and let it be their praise , To offer to the passing stranger ' s gaze · His
mansion ...
They keep his dust in Arqua , where he died ; ( 13 ) · The mountain - village
where his latter days Went down the vale of years ; and ' tis their pride An honest
pride and let it be their praise , To offer to the passing stranger ' s gaze · His
mansion ...
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A Romaunt George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. LXXX . The Goth , the Christian ,
Time , War , Flood , and Fire , Have dealt upon the seven - bill ' d city ' s pride ;
She saw her glories star by star expire , And up the steep barbarian monarchs
ride ...
A Romaunt George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. LXXX . The Goth , the Christian ,
Time , War , Flood , and Fire , Have dealt upon the seven - bill ' d city ' s pride ;
She saw her glories star by star expire , And up the steep barbarian monarchs
ride ...
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Ruins of years - - though few , yet full of fate . com If thou hast ever seen me too
elate , Hear me not ; but if calmly I have borne Good , and reserved my pride
against the hate Which shall not whelin me , let me not have worn This iron in my
soul ...
Ruins of years - - though few , yet full of fate . com If thou hast ever seen me too
elate , Hear me not ; but if calmly I have borne Good , and reserved my pride
against the hate Which shall not whelin me , let me not have worn This iron in my
soul ...
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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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