Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 18–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... thee in truth or fancy seem'd : Nor , having seen thee , shall I vainly seek To paint those charms which varied as they beam'd To such as see thee pot my words were weak ; To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak ?
... thee in truth or fancy seem'd : Nor , having seen thee , shall I vainly seek To paint those charms which varied as they beam'd To such as see thee pot my words were weak ; To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak ?
Էջ 178
... Ande'en for change of scene would seek the shades below . VII . The Childe departed from his father's hall : It was a vast and venerable pile ; So old ; it seemed only not to fall , Yet strength was pillar'd in each massy aisle .
... Ande'en for change of scene would seek the shades below . VII . The Childe departed from his father's hall : It was a vast and venerable pile ; So old ; it seemed only not to fall , Yet strength was pillar'd in each massy aisle .
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Who round the North for paler dames would seek ? How poor their forms appear ! how languid , wan , and weak . LIX . Match me , ye climes ! which poets love to laud ; Match me , ye harams of the land ! where now I strike my strain ...
Who round the North for paler dames would seek ? How poor their forms appear ! how languid , wan , and weak . LIX . Match me , ye climes ! which poets love to laud ; Match me , ye harams of the land ! where now I strike my strain ...
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And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou must fail to sooth ! 3 . It is not love , it is not hate , Nor low Ambition's honours lost , That bid we loathe my present state , And fly from all I priz'd the most ; 4 .
And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou must fail to sooth ! 3 . It is not love , it is not hate , Nor low Ambition's honours lost , That bid we loathe my present state , And fly from all I priz'd the most ; 4 .
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Here is one fytte of Harold's pilgrimage ; Ye who of him may further seek to know , Shall find some tidings in a future page , If he that rhymeth now may scribble moe , Is this too much ! stern Critic ! say not so ; Patience ! and ye ...
Here is one fytte of Harold's pilgrimage ; Ye who of him may further seek to know , Shall find some tidings in a future page , If he that rhymeth now may scribble moe , Is this too much ! stern Critic ! say not so ; Patience ! and ye ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Հատոր 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1837 |
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