Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Էջ 175
Tot in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath there been matchless deem'd ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying Forms which it sighs but to have only dream'd , Hath aught like thee in truth or ...
Tot in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath there been matchless deem'd ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying Forms which it sighs but to have only dream'd , Hath aught like thee in truth or ...
Էջ 176
Oh ! let that eye , which wild as the Gazelle's , Now brightly bold or beautifully shy , Wins as it wanders , dazzles where it dwells , Glance o'er this page ; nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh ...
Oh ! let that eye , which wild as the Gazelle's , Now brightly bold or beautifully shy , Wins as it wanders , dazzles where it dwells , Glance o'er this page ; nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh ...
Էջ 178
V. For he through Sin's long labyrinth had run , Nor made atonement when he did amiss , Had sigh'd to many though he lov'd but one , And that lov'd one , alas ! could ne'er be his . Ah , happy she ! to ' scape from him whose kiss Had ...
V. For he through Sin's long labyrinth had run , Nor made atonement when he did amiss , Had sigh'd to many though he lov'd but one , And that lov'd one , alas ! could ne'er be his . Ah , happy she ! to ' scape from him whose kiss Had ...
Էջ 179
His goblets brimm'd with every costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left to cross the brine , And traverse Payaim shores , and pass earth's central line . XII . The sails were filled , and fair the ...
His goblets brimm'd with every costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left to cross the brine , And traverse Payaim shores , and pass earth's central line . XII . The sails were filled , and fair the ...
Էջ 180
“ Adieu , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh -- the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in ...
“ Adieu , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh -- the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in ...
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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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