The Works of Lord Byron: 2Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1866 - 521 sidor |
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... bear'st me to , So not again to mine . Welcome , welcome , ye dark - blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves ! My native Land Good Night ! " - XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the land is gone , And ...
... bear'st me to , So not again to mine . Welcome , welcome , ye dark - blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves ! My native Land Good Night ! " - XIV . On , on the vessel flies , the land is gone , And ...
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... bear the chiefest prize away , And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array . XLI . Three hosts combine to offer sacrifice ; Three tongues prefer strange orisons on high ; Three gaudy standards flout the pale blue skies ; The shouts ...
... bear the chiefest prize away , And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array . XLI . Three hosts combine to offer sacrifice ; Three tongues prefer strange orisons on high ; Three gaudy standards flout the pale blue skies ; The shouts ...
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... eyes , and raised him to the dukedom of Alcudia , & c . & c . It is to this man that the Spaniards universally impute the ruin of their country . L. And whomsoe'er along the path you meet Bears in 24 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
... eyes , and raised him to the dukedom of Alcudia , & c . & c . It is to this man that the Spaniards universally impute the ruin of their country . L. And whomsoe'er along the path you meet Bears in 24 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
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2. L. And whomsoe'er along the path you meet Bears in his cap the badge of crimson hue , Which tells you whom to shun and whom to greet : * Woe to the man that walks in public view Without of loyalty this token true : Sharp is the knife ...
2. L. And whomsoe'er along the path you meet Bears in his cap the badge of crimson hue , Which tells you whom to shun and whom to greet : * Woe to the man that walks in public view Without of loyalty this token true : Sharp is the knife ...
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... bears his touch : ** Her lips , whose kisses pout to leave their nest , Bid man be valiant ere he merit such : Her glance how wildly beautiful ! how much Hath Phoebus woo'd in vain to spoil her cheek , Which glows yet smoother from his ...
... bears his touch : ** Her lips , whose kisses pout to leave their nest , Bid man be valiant ere he merit such : Her glance how wildly beautiful ! how much Hath Phoebus woo'd in vain to spoil her cheek , Which glows yet smoother from his ...
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Albanian Ali Pacha Ariosto arms Athens beauty beheld beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Canto cheek Childe Harold Cicero Conrad dare dark dead death deeds deep doom dread dream earth Egeria fair fame fate fear feel Ficus Ruminalis fix'd gaze Giaour glance gondoliers grave Greece Greek grief Gulnare hand hate hath heard heart heaven hills hope hour Italy Julius Cæsar land Lara Lara's less light lips live lonely look Lord Byron mind mortal mountains ne'er never night o'er once Parisina pass pass'd perchance Petrarch Pouqueville pride rest Roman Rome round scarce scene seem'd seen shine shore sigh slave smile song soul spirit Stanza steed stern tears thee thine things thou thought tomb turn'd twas Venetians Venice voice walls waves Whate'er wild wind words youth