Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Արդյունքներ 41–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
Էջ 177
Ah , me ! in sooth he was a shameless wight , Sore given to revel and ungodly glee ; Few earthly things found favour in his sight Save concubines and carnal companie , And flaunting wassailers of high and low degree . III .
Ah , me ! in sooth he was a shameless wight , Sore given to revel and ungodly glee ; Few earthly things found favour in his sight Save concubines and carnal companie , And flaunting wassailers of high and low degree . III .
Էջ 182
For pleasure past I do not greive , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 9 . “ And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea But why should I for others groan ...
For pleasure past I do not greive , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 9 . “ And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea But why should I for others groan ...
Էջ 183
But whoso entereth within this town , That , sheening far , celestial seems to be , Disconsolate will wander up and down , ' Mid many things unsightly to strange ee ; For hut and palace show like filthily : The dingy denizens are rear'd ...
But whoso entereth within this town , That , sheening far , celestial seems to be , Disconsolate will wander up and down , ' Mid many things unsightly to strange ee ; For hut and palace show like filthily : The dingy denizens are rear'd ...
Էջ 184
Ah , me ! what hand can pencil guide , or pen , To follow half on which the eye dilates Through views more dazzling unto mortal ken Than those whereof such things the bard relates , Who to the awe - struck world unlock'd Elysium's gates ...
Ah , me ! what hand can pencil guide , or pen , To follow half on which the eye dilates Through views more dazzling unto mortal ken Than those whereof such things the bard relates , Who to the awe - struck world unlock'd Elysium's gates ...
Էջ 185
Here didst thou dwell , here schemes of pleasure plan , Beneath yon mountain's ever beauteous brow ; But now as if a thing unblest by Man , Thy fairy dwelling is as lone as thou ! Here giant weeds a passage scarce allow To halls ...
Here didst thou dwell , here schemes of pleasure plan , Beneath yon mountain's ever beauteous brow ; But now as if a thing unblest by Man , Thy fairy dwelling is as lone as thou ! Here giant weeds a passage scarce allow To halls ...
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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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