The Works of Lord Byron, Հատոր 2John Murray, 1828 |
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... leaves no living foe ; Fast to the doom'd offender's form it clings , And he may crush - not conquer - still it stings ! XII . None are all evil - quickening round his heart , One softer feeling would not yet depart ; Oft could he sneer ...
... leaves no living foe ; Fast to the doom'd offender's form it clings , And he may crush - not conquer - still it stings ! XII . None are all evil - quickening round his heart , One softer feeling would not yet depart ; Oft could he sneer ...
Էջ 82
... leave me now ; " Or even that traitor chief - I've seen thee smile , " When the clear sky show'd Ariadne's Isle , " Which I have pointed from these cliffs the while : " And thus half sportive , half in fear , 82 CANTO 1 . THE COREAIR .
... leave me now ; " Or even that traitor chief - I've seen thee smile , " When the clear sky show'd Ariadne's Isle , " Which I have pointed from these cliffs the while : " And thus half sportive , half in fear , 82 CANTO 1 . THE COREAIR .
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... leaves the rest as once unseen , unsought ; But the wild prospect when the soul reviews All rushing through their thousand avenues . Ambition's dreams expiring , love's regret , Endanger'd glory , life itself beset ; The joy untasted ...
... leaves the rest as once unseen , unsought ; But the wild prospect when the soul reviews All rushing through their thousand avenues . Ambition's dreams expiring , love's regret , Endanger'd glory , life itself beset ; The joy untasted ...
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... whom my memory clings , " Till to these eyes her own wild softness springs . " My sole resources in the path I trod " Were these my bark - my sword - my love - my God ! " The last I left in youth - he leaves CANTO II . 105 THE CORSAIR .
... whom my memory clings , " Till to these eyes her own wild softness springs . " My sole resources in the path I trod " Were these my bark - my sword - my love - my God ! " The last I left in youth - he leaves CANTO II . 105 THE CORSAIR .
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. " The last I left in youth - he leaves me now- " And Man but works his will to lay me low . " I have no thought to mock his throne with prayer " Wrung from the coward crouching of despair ; " It is enough ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. " The last I left in youth - he leaves me now- " And Man but works his will to lay me low . " I have no thought to mock his throne with prayer " Wrung from the coward crouching of despair ; " It is enough ...
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