Selected Poems of Lord ByronHumphrey, Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 436 páginas |
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... King ! And arm'd with Kings to strive— And now thou art a nameless thing : So abject - yet alive ! Is this the man of thousand thrones , Who strew'd our earth with hostile bones , And can he thus survive ? Since he , miscall'd the ...
... King ! And arm'd with Kings to strive— And now thou art a nameless thing : So abject - yet alive ! Is this the man of thousand thrones , Who strew'd our earth with hostile bones , And can he thus survive ? Since he , miscall'd the ...
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... king , And don the purple vest , As if that foolish robe could wring Remembrance from thy breast . Where is that faded garment ? where The gewgaws thou wert fond to wear , The star , the string , the crest ? Vain froward child of empire ...
... king , And don the purple vest , As if that foolish robe could wring Remembrance from thy breast . Where is that faded garment ? where The gewgaws thou wert fond to wear , The star , the string , the crest ? Vain froward child of empire ...
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... King of men , the loved of Heaven , Which Music hallow'd while she wept O'er tonés her heart of hearts had given , Redoubled be her tears , its chords are riven ! It soften'd men of iron mould , It gave them virtues not their own ; No ...
... King of men , the loved of Heaven , Which Music hallow'd while she wept O'er tonés her heart of hearts had given , Redoubled be her tears , its chords are riven ! It soften'd men of iron mould , It gave them virtues not their own ; No ...
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... King , 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 ...
... King , 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 ...
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... king's , in your path : Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! II Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow , Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe , Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they ...
... king's , in your path : Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! II Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow , Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe , Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they ...
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Selected Poems of Lord Byron George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Nathan Haskell Dole Vista completa - 1893 |
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