Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. A romaunt. [With a portrait.]John Murray, 1842 - 331 oldal |
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10. oldal
... breast might vainly sigh Could I to thee be ever more than friend : This much , dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend . Such is thy name with ...
... breast might vainly sigh Could I to thee be ever more than friend : This much , dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend . Such is thy name with ...
17. oldal
... breast a breast of steel : 1 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 , The ...
... breast a breast of steel : 1 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 , The ...
31. oldal
... breast , or learn experience sage . · XXIX . queen ; 2 Yet Mafra shall one moment claim delay , Where dwelt of yore the Lusians ' luckless And church and court did mingle their array , And mass and revel were alternate seen ; Lordlings ...
... breast , or learn experience sage . · XXIX . queen ; 2 Yet Mafra shall one moment claim delay , Where dwelt of yore the Lusians ' luckless And church and court did mingle their array , And mass and revel were alternate seen ; Lordlings ...
63. oldal
... fiction : - " Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice , and thrice my peace was slain , And thrice ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . By all forgotten , save the lonely breast , And CANTO I 63 PILGRIMAGE .
... fiction : - " Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice , and thrice my peace was slain , And thrice ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . By all forgotten , save the lonely breast , And CANTO I 63 PILGRIMAGE .
64. oldal
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. By all forgotten , save the lonely breast , And mix unbleeding with the boasted slain , While Glory crowns so many a meaner crest ! What hadst thou done to sink so peacefully to rest ? I should have ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. By all forgotten , save the lonely breast , And mix unbleeding with the boasted slain , While Glory crowns so many a meaner crest ! What hadst thou done to sink so peacefully to rest ? I should have ...
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