Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
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174. oldal
... and the stimulus of travel ( except ambition , the most powerful of all
excitements ) are lost on a soul so constituted , or rather misdirected . Had I
proceeded with the Poem , this character would have deepened as he drew to
the close : for the ...
... and the stimulus of travel ( except ambition , the most powerful of all
excitements ) are lost on a soul so constituted , or rather misdirected . Had I
proceeded with the Poem , this character would have deepened as he drew to
the close : for the ...
191. oldal
... the foe was Andalusia ' s guest : Here was the camp , the watch - flame , and
the host , • Here the bold peasant stormed the dragon ' s nest ; Still does he mark
it with triumphant boast , And points to yonder cliffs , which oft were wop and lost .
... the foe was Andalusia ' s guest : Here was the camp , the watch - flame , and
the host , • Here the bold peasant stormed the dragon ' s nest ; Still does he mark
it with triumphant boast , And points to yonder cliffs , which oft were wop and lost .
230. oldal
And yet how lovely in thine age of woe , Land of lost gods and godlike inen ! art
thon ! Thy vales of ever green , thy hills of snow ( 37 ) Proclaim thee Nature ' s
varied favourite now ; Thy fanes , thy temples to thy surface bow , Commingling ...
And yet how lovely in thine age of woe , Land of lost gods and godlike inen ! art
thon ! Thy vales of ever green , thy hills of snow ( 37 ) Proclaim thee Nature ' s
varied favourite now ; Thy fanes , thy temples to thy surface bow , Commingling ...
74. oldal
Since my young days of passion - joy , or pain , Perchance my heart and barp
have lost a string , And both may jar : it may be , that in vain I would essay as I
have sung to sing Yet , though a dreary strain , to this I cling ; So that it wean me
from ...
Since my young days of passion - joy , or pain , Perchance my heart and barp
have lost a string , And both may jar : it may be , that in vain I would essay as I
have sung to sing Yet , though a dreary strain , to this I cling ; So that it wean me
from ...
135. oldal
Yet , Freedom ! yet thy banner , torn , but flying , : Streams like the thunder - storm
against the wind ; Thy trumpet voice , though broken now and dying , The loudent
still the tempest leaves behind ; Thy tree hath lost its blossoms , and the rind ...
Yet , Freedom ! yet thy banner , torn , but flying , : Streams like the thunder - storm
against the wind ; Thy trumpet voice , though broken now and dying , The loudent
still the tempest leaves behind ; Thy tree hath lost its blossoms , and the rind ...
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Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt |
| Szerző | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Kiadó | W. Dugdale, 1826 |
| Eredeti forrása | Harvard Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2009. jan. 15. |
| Terjedelem | 162 oldal |
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