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... costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the brine , And traverse Paynim shores , and pass Earth's centralline . XII . The sails were fill'd , and fair the 14 CANTO I CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the brine , And traverse Paynim shores , and pass Earth's centralline . XII . The sails were fill'd , and fair the 14 CANTO I CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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... shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night . " 1 . " ADIEU , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon ...
... shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night . " 1 . " ADIEU , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon ...
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... shores descried make every bosom gay ; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile ...
... shores descried make every bosom gay ; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile ...
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... shore ? Red gleam'd the cross , and waned the crescent pale , While Afric's echoes thrill'd with Moorish matrons ' wail . XXXVI . Teems not each ditty with the glorious tale ? Ah ! such , alas ! the hero's amplest fate ! When granite ...
... shore ? Red gleam'd the cross , and waned the crescent pale , While Afric's echoes thrill'd with Moorish matrons ' wail . XXXVI . Teems not each ditty with the glorious tale ? Ah ! such , alas ! the hero's amplest fate ! When granite ...
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... shore ? Lo ! it is sacred to a solemn feast ; Hark ! heard you not the forest monarch's roar ? Crashing the lance , he snuffs the spouting gore Of man and steed , o'erthrown beneath his horn ; The throng'd arena shakes with shouts for ...
... shore ? Lo ! it is sacred to a solemn feast ; Hark ! heard you not the forest monarch's roar ? Crashing the lance , he snuffs the spouting gore Of man and steed , o'erthrown beneath his horn ; The throng'd arena shakes with shouts for ...
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