Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntJ. Murray, 1841 - 320 oldal |
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vii. oldal
... honour , and so forth . Now , it so happens that the good old times , when " l'amour du bon vieux tems , l'amour antique , " flourished , were the most profligate of all possible centuries . Those who have any doubts on this subject may ...
... honour , and so forth . Now , it so happens that the good old times , when " l'amour du bon vieux tems , l'amour antique , " flourished , were the most profligate of all possible centuries . Those who have any doubts on this subject may ...
viii. oldal
... honours lances were shivered , and knights unhorsed . Before the days of Bayard , and down to those of Sir Joseph Banks ( the most chaste and celebrated of ancient and modern . times ) , few exceptions will be found to this statement ...
... honours lances were shivered , and knights unhorsed . Before the days of Bayard , and down to those of Sir Joseph Banks ( the most chaste and celebrated of ancient and modern . times ) , few exceptions will be found to this statement ...
21. oldal
... honour'd fools ! Yes , Honour decks the turf that wraps their clay ! 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 ...
... honour'd fools ! Yes , Honour decks the turf that wraps their clay ! 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 ...
39. oldal
... honours lost , That bids me loathe my present state , And fly from all I prized the most . 4 It is that weariness which springs From all I meet , or hear , or see : To me no pleasure Beauty brings ; Thine eyes have scarce a charm for me ...
... honours lost , That bids me loathe my present state , And fly from all I prized the most . 4 It is that weariness which springs From all I meet , or hear , or see : To me no pleasure Beauty brings ; Thine eyes have scarce a charm for me ...
61. oldal
... honour lost , These are thy fruits , successful Passion ! these ! If , kindly cruel , early Hope is crost , Still to the last it rankles , a disease , Not to be cured when Love itself forgets to please . XXXVI . Away ! nor let me loiter ...
... honour lost , These are thy fruits , successful Passion ! these ! If , kindly cruel , early Hope is crost , Still to the last it rankles , a disease , Not to be cured when Love itself forgets to please . XXXVI . Away ! nor let me loiter ...
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