The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Reprinted from the Original Editions : with Explanatory Notes, &cFrederick Warne & Company, 1868 - 638 páginas |
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... wave thin to the breeze , When a few silver hairs of those tresses remaining , Prove nature a prey to decay and disease . ས་ SHIT STIV Tis this , my beloved , which spreads gloom oer my features , Though I ne'er shall presume to arraign ...
... wave thin to the breeze , When a few silver hairs of those tresses remaining , Prove nature a prey to decay and disease . ས་ SHIT STIV Tis this , my beloved , which spreads gloom oer my features , Though I ne'er shall presume to arraign ...
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... wave , The cheeks which sprung from beauty's mould , The lips which made me beauty's slave . Here I can trace - ali , no ! that eye , Whose azure floats in liquid fire , Must all the painter's art defy , And bid him from the task retire ...
... wave , The cheeks which sprung from beauty's mould , The lips which made me beauty's slave . Here I can trace - ali , no ! that eye , Whose azure floats in liquid fire , Must all the painter's art defy , And bid him from the task retire ...
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... wave.com bios A Fair shone the sun on Oscar's birth , bat When Angus hail'd his eldest born ; The vassals round their chieftain's hearth Crowd to applaud the happy morals of They feast upon the mountain deer , bal wo ? The pibroch ...
... wave.com bios A Fair shone the sun on Oscar's birth , bat When Angus hail'd his eldest born ; The vassals round their chieftain's hearth Crowd to applaud the happy morals of They feast upon the mountain deer , bal wo ? The pibroch ...
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... wave . ' Oscar , my son ! -thou God of heaven Restore the prop of sinking age ! Or if that hope no more is given , Yield his assassin to my rage : ' Yes , on some desert rocky shore My Oscar's whiten'd bones must lie ; Then grant , thou ...
... wave . ' Oscar , my son ! -thou God of heaven Restore the prop of sinking age ! Or if that hope no more is given , Yield his assassin to my rage : ' Yes , on some desert rocky shore My Oscar's whiten'd bones must lie ; Then grant , thou ...
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... wave , For they were stain'd with kindred blood . What minstrel grey , what hoary bard , Shall Allan's deeds on harp - strings raise ? The song is glory's chief reward , But who can strike a murderer's praise ? Unstrung , untouch'd the ...
... wave , For they were stain'd with kindred blood . What minstrel grey , what hoary bard , Shall Allan's deeds on harp - strings raise ? The song is glory's chief reward , But who can strike a murderer's praise ? Unstrung , untouch'd the ...
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