The Works of Lord Byron: 2Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1866 - 521 sidor |
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... vain , Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again He'd tear me where he stands . 10 . " With thee , my bark , I'll swiftly go Athwart the foaming brine ; Nor care what land thou bear'st me to , So not again to mine ...
... vain , Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again He'd tear me where he stands . 10 . " With thee , my bark , I'll swiftly go Athwart the foaming brine ; Nor care what land thou bear'st me to , So not again to mine ...
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... vain may laurels bloom ! Woe to the conqu'ring , not the conquer'd host , Since baffled Triumph droops on Lusitania's coast ! XXVI . And ever since that martial synod met , Britannia sickens , Cintra ! at thy name ; And folks in office ...
... vain may laurels bloom ! Woe to the conqu'ring , not the conquer'd host , Since baffled Triumph droops on Lusitania's coast ! XXVI . And ever since that martial synod met , Britannia sickens , Cintra ! at thy name ; And folks in office ...
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... vain , as if at home they could not die Are met - To feed the crow on Talavera's plain , And fertilize the field that each pretends to gain . XLII . There shall they rot - Ambition's honour'd fools ! Yes , Honour decks the turf that ...
... vain , as if at home they could not die Are met - To feed the crow on Talavera's plain , And fertilize the field that each pretends to gain . XLII . There shall they rot - Ambition's honour'd fools ! Yes , Honour decks the turf that ...
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... vain , or Ilion , Tyre might yet survive , And Virtue vanquish all , and Murder cease to thrive . XLVI . But all unconscious of the coming doom , The feast , the song , the revel here abounds ; Strange modes of merriment the hours ...
... vain , or Ilion , Tyre might yet survive , And Virtue vanquish all , and Murder cease to thrive . XLVI . But all unconscious of the coming doom , The feast , the song , the revel here abounds ; Strange modes of merriment the hours ...
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... vain to spoil her cheek , Which glows yet smoother from his amorous clutch ! Who round the North for paler dames would seek ? How poor their forms appear ! how languid , wan , and weak ! LIX . Match me , ye climes ! which poets love to ...
... vain to spoil her cheek , Which glows yet smoother from his amorous clutch ! Who round the North for paler dames would seek ? How poor their forms appear ! how languid , wan , and weak ! LIX . Match me , ye climes ! which poets love to ...
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