Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Not in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath
there been matchless deem ' d ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying .
Forms which it sighs but to have only dream ' d , Hath aught like thee in truth or
fancy ...
Not in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath
there been matchless deem ' d ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying .
Forms which it sighs but to have only dream ' d , Hath aught like thee in truth or
fancy ...
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tis well for me My years already doubly number thine ; My loveless eye unmoved
may gaze on thee , And safely view thy ripening beauties shine ; Happy , I ne ' er
shall see them in decline ; Happier , that while all younger hearts shall bleed ...
tis well for me My years already doubly number thine ; My loveless eye unmoved
may gaze on thee , And safely view thy ripening beauties shine ; Happy , I ne ' er
shall see them in decline ; Happier , that while all younger hearts shall bleed ...
3. oldal
And now Childe Harold was sore sick at heart , And from his fellow bacchanals
would flee ; ' Tis said , at times the sullen tear would start , But pride congeald the
drop within his ee : Apart he stalk ' d in joyless reverie , And from his native land ...
And now Childe Harold was sore sick at heart , And from his fellow bacchanals
would flee ; ' Tis said , at times the sullen tear would start , But pride congeald the
drop within his ee : Apart he stalk ' d in joyless reverie , And from his native land ...
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Yet deem not thence his 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
...
Yet deem not thence his 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
...
21. oldal
Vain sophistry ! in these behold the tools , The broken tools , that tyrants cast
away By myriads , when they dare to pave their way : With human hearts — to
what ? - a dream alone . . Can despots compass aught that hails their sway ? Or
call ...
Vain sophistry ! in these behold the tools , The broken tools , that tyrants cast
away By myriads , when they dare to pave their way : With human hearts — to
what ? - a dream alone . . Can despots compass aught that hails their sway ? Or
call ...
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Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Szerző | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Illusztrálta: | William Finden, Edward Francis Finden |
| Kiadó | J. Murray, 1841 |
| Eredeti forrása | Harvard Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2008. szept. 25. |
| Terjedelem | 320 oldal |
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