Childe Harold's Pilgrimage,: A Romaunt: and Other PoemsThomas Davison, 1814 - 304 ページ |
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... shrine , ' Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine To grace so plain a tale - this lowly lay of mine . B C And II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth CANTO I.
... shrine , ' Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine To grace so plain a tale - this lowly lay of mine . B C And II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth CANTO I.
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... plains succeed ! Far as the eye discerns , withouten end , Spain's realms appear whereon her shepherds tend Flocks , whose rich fleece right well the trader knows . Now must the pastor's arm his lambs defend : For Spain is compass'd by ...
... plains succeed ! Far as the eye discerns , withouten end , Spain's realms appear whereon her shepherds tend Flocks , whose rich fleece right well the trader knows . Now must the pastor's arm his lambs defend : For Spain is compass'd by ...
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... in vain , Are met as if at home they could not die— To feed the crow on Talavera's plain , And fertilize the field that each pretends to gain . XLII . There shall they rot - Ambition's honour'd fools CANTO I. 31 PILGRIMAGE .
... in vain , Are met as if at home they could not die— To feed the crow on Talavera's plain , And fertilize the field that each pretends to gain . XLII . There shall they rot - Ambition's honour'd fools CANTO I. 31 PILGRIMAGE .
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... plain the pilgrim prick'd his steed , Who could foresee thee , in a space so brief , A scene where mingling foes should boast and bleed ! Peace to the perish'd ! may the warrior's meed And tears of triumph their reward prolong ! Till ...
... plain the pilgrim prick'd his steed , Who could foresee thee , in a space so brief , A scene where mingling foes should boast and bleed ! Peace to the perish'd ! may the warrior's meed And tears of triumph their reward prolong ! Till ...
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... plain , at distance crown'd With crags , whereon those Moorish turrets rest , Wide scatter'd hoof - marks dint the wounded ground ; And , scath'd by fire , the green sward's darken'd vest Tells that the foe was Andalusia's guest : Here ...
... plain , at distance crown'd With crags , whereon those Moorish turrets rest , Wide scatter'd hoof - marks dint the wounded ground ; And , scath'd by fire , the green sward's darken'd vest Tells that the foe was Andalusia's guest : Here ...
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Albania Ali Pacha amongst ancient Arnaout Athens aught beautiful behold beneath bosom breast Caimacam Caliriote caloyer charms Childe Harold clime Constantinople Coray dark dear deem'd dread dream earth Epirus ev'n fair feel gaze Giaour Greece Greeks hath heart honour hope hour Joannina land Leander lonely Lord lov'd Mafra maid mortal Moslem mountains ne'er never o'er once Pacha pass'd Pindus Pouqueville rock Romaic scene shore shrine sigh slave smile song sooth soul Spain Stanza sweet tear thee thine thing Thornton thou art translation Turkish Turks wave weep youth Zitza ἂν ἀπὸ ας δὲ δὲν δὲν εἶναι Διὰ νὰ εἶναι εἰς τὴν εἰς τὸ Ἑλλήνων ἐν ἕνα ἡμεῖς ἡμῶν θέλει καὶ καλὰ κὴ με νὰ οἱ πῶς σᾶς σε τὰ τὰς τε τῇ τῆς Τί τὸ τὸν τῶν ὡς
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17 ページ - And now I'm in the world alone, Upon the wide, wide sea : But why should I for others groan, When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain, Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again He'd tear me where he stands.
113 ページ - tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon: Each hill and dale, each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
112 ページ - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
245 ページ - My heart in all, — save hope, — the same. Yet was I calm : I knew the time My breast would thrill before thy look ; But now to tremble were a crime — We met, — and not a nerve was shook. I saw thee gaze upon my face, Yet meet with no confusion there : One only feeling couldst thou trace ; The sullen calmness of despair. Away ! away ! my early dream Remembrance never must awake : Oh ! where is Lethe's fabled stream ? My foolish heart be still, or break.
107 ページ - Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow ? By their right arms the conquest must be wrought?
232 ページ - Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now. The love where Death has set his seal, Nor age can chill, nor rival steal, Nor falsehood disavow: And, what were worse, thou canst not see Or wrong, or change, or fault in me. The better days of life were ours; The worst can be but mine: The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers, Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have pass'd away,...
129 ページ - 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.
55 ページ - 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. 5. It is that settled, ceaseless gloom The fabled Hebrew wanderer bore : That will not look beyond the tomb, But cannot hope for rest before.
118 ページ - What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
68 ページ - Look on its broken arch, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, and portals foul : Yes, this was once Ambition's airy hall, The Dome of Thought, the Palace of the Soul...