Selected Poems of Lord ByronHumphrey, Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 436 páginas |
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... hands must ply the oar ; Baggage from the quay is lowering , We're impatient , push from shore . " Have a care ! that case holds liquor- Stop the boat - I'm sick - oh Lord ! ' Sick , ma'am , damme , you'll be sicker Ere you've been an ...
... hands must ply the oar ; Baggage from the quay is lowering , We're impatient , push from shore . " Have a care ! that case holds liquor- Stop the boat - I'm sick - oh Lord ! ' Sick , ma'am , damme , you'll be sicker Ere you've been an ...
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... hand , you jolly tar , you ! Here's a rope's end for the dogs . Hobhouse muttering fearful curses , As the hatchway down he rolls , Now his breakfast , now his verses , Vomits forth - and damns our souls . 66 Here's a stanza On Braganza ...
... hand , you jolly tar , you ! Here's a rope's end for the dogs . Hobhouse muttering fearful curses , As the hatchway down he rolls , Now his breakfast , now his verses , Vomits forth - and damns our souls . 66 Here's a stanza On Braganza ...
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... hand untimely snatch'd , The leaves must drop away : And yet it were a greater grief To watch it withering , leaf by leaf , Than see it pluck'd to - day ; Since earthly eye but ill can bear To trace the change to foul from fair . I know ...
... hand untimely snatch'd , The leaves must drop away : And yet it were a greater grief To watch it withering , leaf by leaf , Than see it pluck'd to - day ; Since earthly eye but ill can bear To trace the change to foul from fair . I know ...
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... hand more free ; When thou hadst loved without a crime , And I been less unworthy thee ! Far may thy days , as heretofore , From this our gaudy world be past ! And that too bitter moment o'er , Oh ! may such trial be thy last . This ...
... hand more free ; When thou hadst loved without a crime , And I been less unworthy thee ! Far may thy days , as heretofore , From this our gaudy world be past ! And that too bitter moment o'er , Oh ! may such trial be thy last . This ...
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... hand The thunderbolt is wrung- Too late thou leav'st the high command To which thy weakness clung ; All Evil Spirit as thou art , It is enough to grieve the heart To see thine own unstrung ; To think that God's fair world hath been The ...
... hand The thunderbolt is wrung- Too late thou leav'st the high command To which thy weakness clung ; All Evil Spirit as thou art , It is enough to grieve the heart To see thine own unstrung ; To think that God's fair world hath been The ...
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Selected Poems of Lord Byron George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Nathan Haskell Dole Vista completa - 1893 |
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