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Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage,. A Romaunt. By George Gordon, Lord Byron · Preface to Cantos I and II · Canto I · Canto II · Canto III · Canto IV.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (1812)

To grace so plain a tale—this lowly lay of mine. Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth, Who ne in virtue's ways did take delight; But spent his days in ...

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CII A populous solitude of bees and birds, 950 And fairy-formed and many-colour'd things, Who worship him with notes more sweet than words, And innocently open ...

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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage [There is a pleasure in the ...

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, ; Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean ...

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, by Lord Byron

The shouts are France, Spain, Albion, Victory! The foe, the victim, and the fond ally That fights for all, but ever fights in vain, Are met—as if at home they ...

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto the Third

Of words, like sunbeams, dazzling as they past. The eyes, which o'er them shed tears feelingly and fast. 78. His love was passion's essence—as a tree. 735. On ...

Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (Canto I) 1812

由 L Byron 著作 · 被引用 2 次 — 1. Oh, thou! in Hellas deem'd of heavenly birth,. Muse! form'd or fabled at the minstrel's will! Since sham‟d full oft by later lyres on earth,.