Selected Poems of Lord ByronHumphrey, Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 436 páginas |
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... behold them not : It is enough for me to prove That what I loved , and long must love , Like common earth can rot ; To me there needs no stone to tell , ' Tis Nothing that I loved so well . Yet did I love thee to the last As fervently ...
... behold them not : It is enough for me to prove That what I loved , and long must love , Like common earth can rot ; To me there needs no stone to tell , ' Tis Nothing that I loved so well . Yet did I love thee to the last As fervently ...
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... Behold ! while yet before thee burn The graven words , the glowing wall , Many a despot men miscall May , 1814 . Crown'd and anointed from on high ; But thou , the weakest , worst of all— Is it not written , thou must die ? Go ! dash ...
... Behold ! while yet before thee burn The graven words , the glowing wall , Many a despot men miscall May , 1814 . Crown'd and anointed from on high ; But thou , the weakest , worst of all— Is it not written , thou must die ? Go ! dash ...
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... behold me no more : If the hand that I love lay me low ! There cannot be pain in the blow ! III And of this , oh , my Father ! be sure- That the blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that ...
... behold me no more : If the hand that I love lay me low ! There cannot be pain in the blow ! III And of this , oh , my Father ! be sure- That the blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that ...
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... behold the phantom seer ! " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed its hue , retiring from his shroud . Death stood all glassy in his fixed eye ; His hand was wither'd , and his veins were dry ; His foot , in bony ...
... behold the phantom seer ! " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed its hue , retiring from his shroud . Death stood all glassy in his fixed eye ; His hand was wither'd , and his veins were dry ; His foot , in bony ...
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... behold , Distinct , but distant - clear - but , oh how cold ! WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE I WERE my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be , I need not have wander'd from far Galilee ; It was but abjuring my creed ...
... behold , Distinct , but distant - clear - but , oh how cold ! WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE I WERE my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be , I need not have wander'd from far Galilee ; It was but abjuring my creed ...
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Selected Poems of Lord Byron George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Nathan Haskell Dole Vista completa - 1893 |
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