Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntW. Dugdale, 1826 - 162 էջ |
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... Rome's best Son remind her more ; Happier Ravenna ! on thy hoary shore , Fortress of falling empire ! honoured sleeps The imortal exile ; -Arqua , too , her store Of tuneful relics proudly claims and keeps ; While Florence vainly begs ...
... Rome's best Son remind her more ; Happier Ravenna ! on thy hoary shore , Fortress of falling empire ! honoured sleeps The imortal exile ; -Arqua , too , her store Of tuneful relics proudly claims and keeps ; While Florence vainly begs ...
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... Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee , Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breast their petty misery . What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress , hear ...
... Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee , Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breast their petty misery . What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress , hear ...
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... Rome is as the desert , where we steer Stumbling o'er recollections ; now we clap Our hands , and cry " Euraka ! " it is clear- When but some false mirage of ruin rises near . LXXXII . Alas ! the lofty city ! and alas ! The trebly ...
... Rome is as the desert , where we steer Stumbling o'er recollections ; now we clap Our hands , and cry " Euraka ! " it is clear- When but some false mirage of ruin rises near . LXXXII . Alas ! the lofty city ! and alas ! The trebly ...
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... Rome should thus be laid ? She who was named Eternal , aud array'd Her warriors but to conquer - she who veil'd Earth with her haughty shadow , and display'd Until the o'er - canopied horizon fail'd , Her rushing wings - Oh ! she who ...
... Rome should thus be laid ? She who was named Eternal , aud array'd Her warriors but to conquer - she who veil'd Earth with her haughty shadow , and display'd Until the o'er - canopied horizon fail'd , Her rushing wings - Oh ! she who ...
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... Rome ! ( 43 ) She - wolf ! whose brazen - imaged dugs impart The milk of conquest yet within the dome Where , as a monument of antique art , Thou standest : -Mother of the mighty heart , Which the great founder suck'd from thy wild teat ...
... Rome ! ( 43 ) She - wolf ! whose brazen - imaged dugs impart The milk of conquest yet within the dome Where , as a monument of antique art , Thou standest : -Mother of the mighty heart , Which the great founder suck'd from thy wild teat ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Հատոր 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1837 |
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