Selected Poems of Lord ByronHumphrey, Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 436 páginas |
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... blood of Rome , Threw down the dagger - dared depart , In savage grandeur , home— He dared depart in utter scorn Of men that such a yoke had borne , Yet left him such a doom ! His only glory was that hour Of self - upheld abandon'd ...
... blood of Rome , Threw down the dagger - dared depart , In savage grandeur , home— He dared depart in utter scorn Of men that such a yoke had borne , Yet left him such a doom ! His only glory was that hour Of self - upheld abandon'd ...
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... blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that soothes me below . IV Though the virgins of Salem lament , Be the judge and the hero unbent ! I have won the great battle for thee , And my ...
... blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that soothes me below . IV Though the virgins of Salem lament , Be the judge and the hero unbent ! I have won the great battle for thee , And my ...
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... free Thou shalt not taste of death ! The generous blood that flow'd from thee Disdain'd to sink beneath : Within our veins its currents be , Thy spirit on our breath ! ΙΟ ΤΟ III Thy name , our charging hosts along , Shall 226 32.
... free Thou shalt not taste of death ! The generous blood that flow'd from thee Disdain'd to sink beneath : Within our veins its currents be , Thy spirit on our breath ! ΙΟ ΤΟ III Thy name , our charging hosts along , Shall 226 32.
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... blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet . III Farewell to others , but never we part , Heir to my royalty , son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem , boundless the sway , Or kingly the death , which awaits us to ...
... blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet . III Farewell to others , but never we part , Heir to my royalty , son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem , boundless the sway , Or kingly the death , which awaits us to ...
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... blood thy plain bedew ; There ' twas shed , but is not sunk- Rising from each gory trunk , Like the water - spout from ocean , With a strong and growing motion- It soars , and mingles in the air , With that of lost Labedoyère— With that ...
... blood thy plain bedew ; There ' twas shed , but is not sunk- Rising from each gory trunk , Like the water - spout from ocean , With a strong and growing motion- It soars , and mingles in the air , With that of lost Labedoyère— With that ...
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