The Illustrated ByronD. Appleton & Company, 1855 - 660 páginas |
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... human feelings the most trying , And harder for the heart to overcome , Perhaps , than even the mental pangs of dying ; To find our hearthstone turn'd into a tomb , And round its once warm precincts palely lying The ashes of our hopes ...
... human feelings the most trying , And harder for the heart to overcome , Perhaps , than even the mental pangs of dying ; To find our hearthstone turn'd into a tomb , And round its once warm precincts palely lying The ashes of our hopes ...
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... human seed to feel ; In vain he kick'd , and swore , and writhed , and bled , And howl'd for help as wolves do for a meal— The teeth still kept their gratifying hold , As do the subtle snakes described of old . LXXXIV . A dying Moslem ...
... human seed to feel ; In vain he kick'd , and swore , and writhed , and bled , And howl'd for help as wolves do for a meal— The teeth still kept their gratifying hold , As do the subtle snakes described of old . LXXXIV . A dying Moslem ...
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... human wrong Left the unbalanced scale , great Nemesis ! Here , where the ancient paid thee homage long- Thou , who didst call the Furies from the abyss , And round Orestes bade them howl and hiss For that unnatural retribution - just ...
... human wrong Left the unbalanced scale , great Nemesis ! Here , where the ancient paid thee homage long- Thou , who didst call the Furies from the abyss , And round Orestes bade them howl and hiss For that unnatural retribution - just ...
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