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The sails were fill ' d , and fair the light winds blew , As glad to waft him from his
native home ; And fast the white rocks faded from his view , And soon were lost in
circumambient foam : And then , it may be , of his wish to roam Repented he , but
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The sails were fill ' d , and fair the light winds blew , As glad to waft him from his
native home ; And fast the white rocks faded from his view , And soon were lost in
circumambient foam : And then , it may be , of his wish to roam Repented he , but
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Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind ; Yet marvel not ,
Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; For I have from my father gone , A mother
whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee - and one above ...
Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I fear not wave nor wind ; Yet marvel not ,
Sir Childe , that I Am sorrowful in mind ; For I have from my father gone , A mother
whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee - and one above ...
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Sky , mountains , river , winds , lake , lightnings ! ye ! With night , and clouds , and
thunder , and a soul To make these felt and feeling , well may be Things that
have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices , is the knoll Of what
in ...
Sky , mountains , river , winds , lake , lightnings ! ye ! With night , and clouds , and
thunder , and a soul To make these felt and feeling , well may be Things that
have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices , is the knoll Of what
in ...
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CHILDE HAROLDS PILGRIMAGE | vii |
Notes to Canto I | 89 |
Appendix | 125 |
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