Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind ; Yet marvel not ,
Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; For I have from my father gone , A mother
whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee — and one ...
Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind ; Yet marvel not ,
Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; For I have from my father gone , A mother
whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee — and one ...
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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 . Welcome , welcome , ye dark -
blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves !
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 . Welcome , welcome , ye dark -
blue waves ! And when you fail my sight , Welcome , ye deserts , and ye caves !
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... swoln with ignorance and pride , Who lick yet loathe the hand that waves the
sword To save them from the wrath of Gaul ' s unsparing lord . XVII , But whoso
entereth within this town , That CHILDE HAROLD ' S PILGRIMAGE . ( LANTO 1 .
... swoln with ignorance and pride , Who lick yet loathe the hand that waves the
sword To save them from the wrath of Gaul ' s unsparing lord . XVII , But whoso
entereth within this town , That CHILDE HAROLD ' S PILGRIMAGE . ( LANTO 1 .
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But these between a silver streamlet glides , And scarce a name distinguisheth
the brook , Though rival kingdoms press its verdant sides . Here leans the idle
shepherd on his crook , And vacant on the rippling waves doth look , That
peaceful ...
But these between a silver streamlet glides , And scarce a name distinguisheth
the brook , Though rival kingdoms press its verdant sides . Here leans the idle
shepherd on his crook , And vacant on the rippling waves doth look , That
peaceful ...
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The humblest of thy pilgrims passing by Would gladly woo thine Echoes with his
string , Though from thy heights no more one Muse will wave her wing . LXI . Oft
have I dream ' d of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man
...
The humblest of thy pilgrims passing by Would gladly woo thine Echoes with his
string , Though from thy heights no more one Muse will wave her wing . LXI . Oft
have I dream ' d of Thee ! whose glorious name Who knows not , knows not man
...
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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 |
| Idézet exportálása | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |