Poems and DramasCrowell - 855 páginas |
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... Fair Venus ! from thy native heaven , What heart unfeeling would despise The sweetest boon the gods have given ? But never from thy golden bow May I beneath the shaft expire ! Whose creeping venom , sure and slow , Awakes an all ...
... Fair Venus ! from thy native heaven , What heart unfeeling would despise The sweetest boon the gods have given ? But never from thy golden bow May I beneath the shaft expire ! Whose creeping venom , sure and slow , Awakes an all ...
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... fair as thou Should linger on the main . And since I now remember thee In darkness and in dread , As in those hours of revelry Which mirth and music sped ; 1 Do thou , amid the fair white walls , If Cadiz yet be free , At times from out ...
... fair as thou Should linger on the main . And since I now remember thee In darkness and in dread , As in those hours of revelry Which mirth and music sped ; 1 Do thou , amid the fair white walls , If Cadiz yet be free , At times from out ...
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... fair sight ; When the fresh breeze is fair as breeze may be , The white sail set , the gallant frigate tight : Masts , spires , and strand retiring to the right The glorious main expanding o'er the bow , The convoy spread like wild ...
... fair sight ; When the fresh breeze is fair as breeze may be , The white sail set , the gallant frigate tight : Masts , spires , and strand retiring to the right The glorious main expanding o'er the bow , The convoy spread like wild ...
Contenido
HOURS OF IDLENESS | 1 |
LIFE OF LORD BYRON | 2 |
To Mary on receiving her Picture | 15 |
Otras 29 secciones no mostradas
Términos y frases comunes
adieu Alhama Ali Pacha Athens bard beauty behold beneath better blest blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Calmar Canto Childe Harold Countess Guiccioli dare dark dead dear death deeds deep Doge doom dread dream earth Edinburgh Review fair fame fate fear feel foes forget gaze Giaour glory glow grave Greece Greek hand hath heard heart heaven honor hope hour Lady less lips live look Lord Byron lyre Marino Faliero mind Morgante mortal mountain mourn muse ne'er never Newstead Abbey night o'er once Orlando Parisina passed passion Petrarch poem poet praise pride Ravenna rhyme round scarce scene seemed shore sigh sleep smile song soul spirit stanzas sweet tears thee thine thing thou thought throne tomb twas twill Venice verse voice wave weep wild wing words young youth