Selections from the Poetry of Lord ByronH. Holt, 1900 - 412 pages |
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... breath come over his cheek ; What did that sudden sound bespeak ? He turn'd to the left - is he sure of sight ? There sate a lady , youthful and bright ! " " 66 To the Elizabethan romanticists he owes little directly . Indebtedness to ...
... breath come over his cheek ; What did that sudden sound bespeak ? He turn'd to the left - is he sure of sight ? There sate a lady , youthful and bright ! " " 66 To the Elizabethan romanticists he owes little directly . Indebtedness to ...
Page xxxi
... breath of his nostrils . " You don't like my ' restless ' doctrines , " he writes to Miss Milbanke in 1813 ; " I should be very sorry if you did ; but I can't stagnate nevertheless . If I must sail let it be on the ocean no matter how ...
... breath of his nostrils . " You don't like my ' restless ' doctrines , " he writes to Miss Milbanke in 1813 ; " I should be very sorry if you did ; but I can't stagnate nevertheless . If I must sail let it be on the ocean no matter how ...
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... breath for fame : Fame that will scarce reanimate their clay , Though thousands fall to deck some single name . In sooth , ' twere sad to thwart their noble aim Who strike , blest hirelings ! for their country's good , And die , that ...
... breath for fame : Fame that will scarce reanimate their clay , Though thousands fall to deck some single name . In sooth , ' twere sad to thwart their noble aim Who strike , blest hirelings ! for their country's good , And die , that ...
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... breath of war . No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet : Ah , monarchs ! could ye taste the mirth ye mar , Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse dull drum would sleep , and Man be ...
... breath of war . No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet : Ah , monarchs ! could ye taste the mirth ye mar , Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse dull drum would sleep , and Man be ...
Page 51
... rent canvas fluttering strew the gale , Still must I on ; for I am as a weed , Flung from the rock , on Ocean's foam , to sail Where'er the surge may sweep , the tempest's breath pre- vail . III . In my youth's summer I did sing of 51.
... rent canvas fluttering strew the gale , Still must I on ; for I am as a weed , Flung from the rock , on Ocean's foam , to sail Where'er the surge may sweep , the tempest's breath pre- vail . III . In my youth's summer I did sing of 51.
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