 Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain He wore his sandal-shoon and scallop-shell; Farewell ! with him alone may rest the...  Hermes; oder kritisches Jahrbuch der Literatur - Sida lii1819Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | 1818 - 638 sidor
...Which in my spirit dwelt, is fluttering, faint, and low_ Farewell ! a- word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger; — yet—...traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | 1818 - 762 sidor
...186. Farewell ! a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger;— yetfarewell ! Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | 1818 - 354 sidor
...erdly stait aganis deid tna prevail!. The Hire Deid Pan-is, Farewell ! a word that must be and hath been — A sound which makes us linger; — yet, farewell...traced the pilgrim to the scene Which is his last if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single rccolle> tion, not in... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 622 sidor
...CltiMe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto IV. By Lord Byron. 1818. ' Farewell ! a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger; — yet —...traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 600 sidor
...IX.—Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto IV. By Lord Byron. 1818. ' Farewell ! a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger; — yet —...traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1818 - 648 sidor
...spirit dwelt, is fluttering, faint, and low. ' Farewell ! a word that muet be, and hath been — Л sound which makes us linger ; — yet — farewell...traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | William Jerdan, William Ring Workman, Frederick Arnold, John Morley, Charles Wycliffe Goodwin - 1818 - 862 sidor
...Which in my spirit dwelt, is fluttering, faint, and low. Farewell '. a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger ; — yet —...who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is bis last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A tingle recollection,... | |
 | 1818 - 806 sidor
...Farewell ! a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger ;— yet— farewell I Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | 1818 - 606 sidor
...! a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger; — yet — farewell! Ve ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 sidor
...in my spirit dwelt, is fluttering, faint, and low. CLXXXVI. Farewell! a word that must bei and hath been— A sound which makes us linger; — yet —...traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last , if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his , if on ye swell A single recollection, not in... | |
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