The Works of Lord Byron: 2Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1866 - 521 sidor |
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... breast might vainly sigh , Could I to thee be ever more than friend : This much , dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend . Such is thy name ...
... breast might vainly sigh , Could I to thee be ever more than friend : This much , dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend . Such is thy name ...
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... breast a breast of steel : Ye , who have known what ' tis to dote upon A few dear objects , will in sadness feel Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal . XI . His house , his home , his heritage , his lands , The ...
... breast a breast of steel : Ye , who have known what ' tis to dote upon A few dear objects , will in sadness feel Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal . XI . His house , his home , his heritage , his lands , The ...
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... breast , or learn experience sage . XXIX . Yet Mafra shall one moment claim delay , Where dwelt of yore the Lusians ' luckless queen ; And church and court did mingle their array , And mass and revel were alternate seen ; Lordlings and ...
... breast , or learn experience sage . XXIX . Yet Mafra shall one moment claim delay , Where dwelt of yore the Lusians ' luckless queen ; And church and court did mingle their array , And mass and revel were alternate seen ; Lordlings and ...
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... breast , And mix unbleeding with the boasted slain , While Glory crowns so many a meaner crest ! What hadst thou done to sink so peacefully to rest ? * The Honourable John Wingfield , of the Guards , who died of a fever at Coimbra . I ...
... breast , And mix unbleeding with the boasted slain , While Glory crowns so many a meaner crest ! What hadst thou done to sink so peacefully to rest ? * The Honourable John Wingfield , of the Guards , who died of a fever at Coimbra . I ...
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... breasts bestow . II . Ancient of days ! august Athena ! ** where , Where are thy men of might ? thy grand in soul ? Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to Glory's goal , They won , and ...
... breasts bestow . II . Ancient of days ! august Athena ! ** where , Where are thy men of might ? thy grand in soul ? Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to Glory's goal , They won , and ...
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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