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... grave hide for ever my sorrow ? Oh ! when shall my soul wing her flight from this clay ? The present is hell , and the coming to - morrow But brings , with new torture , the curse of to - day . From my eye flows no tear from my lips ...
... grave hide for ever my sorrow ? Oh ! when shall my soul wing her flight from this clay ? The present is hell , and the coming to - morrow But brings , with new torture , the curse of to - day . From my eye flows no tear from my lips ...
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... grave , The Moon , their mistress , had expired before ; The winds were withered in the stagnant air , And the clouds perished ; Darkness had no need Of aid from them - She was the Universe.1 DIODATI , July , 1816 . CHURCHILL'S GRAVE ...
... grave , The Moon , their mistress , had expired before ; The winds were withered in the stagnant air , And the clouds perished ; Darkness had no need Of aid from them - She was the Universe.1 DIODATI , July , 1816 . CHURCHILL'S GRAVE ...
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... grave ! Shrine of the mighty ! can it be , That this is all remains of thee ? Approach , thou craven crouching slave : Say , is not this Thermopyla ? These waters blue that round you lave , Oh servile offspring of the free- Pronounce ...
... grave ! Shrine of the mighty ! can it be , That this is all remains of thee ? Approach , thou craven crouching slave : Say , is not this Thermopyla ? These waters blue that round you lave , Oh servile offspring of the free- Pronounce ...
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