The Works of Lord Byron: 2Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1866 - 521 sidor |
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... past pleasures and disappointment in new ones , and that even the beauties of nature , and the stimulus of travel ( except ambition , the most powerful of all excitements ) are lost on a soul so constituted , or rather misdirected . Had ...
... past pleasures and disappointment in new ones , and that even the beauties of nature , and the stimulus of travel ( except ambition , the most powerful of all excitements ) are lost on a soul so constituted , or rather misdirected . Had ...
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... past Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less require ? CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO ...
... past Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less require ? CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO ...
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... . 8 . " For who would trust the seeming sighs Of wife or paramour ? Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eyes We late saw streaming o'er . For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils 121 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
... . 8 . " For who would trust the seeming sighs Of wife or paramour ? Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eyes We late saw streaming o'er . For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils 121 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
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2. For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 9 . " And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan ...
2. For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . 9 . " And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan ...
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... past — he sinks upon the sand ! LXXIX . Where his vast neck just mingles with the spine , Sheathed in his form the deadly weapon lies . He stops he starts - disdaining to decline : Slowly he falls , amidst triumphant cries , Without a ...
... past — he sinks upon the sand ! LXXIX . Where his vast neck just mingles with the spine , Sheathed in his form the deadly weapon lies . He stops he starts - disdaining to decline : Slowly he falls , amidst triumphant cries , Without a ...
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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