Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 12–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet : Ah , monarchs ! could ye taste the mirth ye mar , Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse full drum would sleep , and Man be happy yet .
No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet : Ah , monarchs ! could ye taste the mirth ye mar , Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse full drum would sleep , and Man be happy yet .
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But loath'd the bravo's trade , and laugh'd at martial XLI . But when he saw the evening star above Leucadia's far projecting rock of woe , And haild the last resort of fruitless love , ( 14 ) He felt , or deem'd he felt ...
But loath'd the bravo's trade , and laugh'd at martial XLI . But when he saw the evening star above Leucadia's far projecting rock of woe , And haild the last resort of fruitless love , ( 14 ) He felt , or deem'd he felt ...
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And he that unawares bad there ygaz'd With gaping wonderment had star'd aghast : For ere night's midmost , stillest hour was past The native revels of the troop began ; Each Palikar ( 29 ) his sabre from him cast , And bounding hand in ...
And he that unawares bad there ygaz'd With gaping wonderment had star'd aghast : For ere night's midmost , stillest hour was past The native revels of the troop began ; Each Palikar ( 29 ) his sabre from him cast , And bounding hand in ...
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Who can contemplate Pame through clouds unfold The star which rises o'er her steep , nor climb ; Harold , once more within the vortex , rollid Ou with the giddy circle , chasiug ' Time , Yet with a nobler ain than in bis youth's fond ...
Who can contemplate Pame through clouds unfold The star which rises o'er her steep , nor climb ; Harold , once more within the vortex , rollid Ou with the giddy circle , chasiug ' Time , Yet with a nobler ain than in bis youth's fond ...
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... And the deep thunder peal on peal afar , And near , the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star ; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb , Or whispering , with white lips- “ The foe ! They come !
... And the deep thunder peal on peal afar , And near , the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star ; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb , Or whispering , with white lips- “ The foe ! They come !
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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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