Selected Poems of Lord ByronHumphrey, Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 436 páginas |
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... mountains , Round their white summits though elements war ; Though cataracts foam ' stead of smooth - flowing foun- tains , I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr . Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd My cap was the ...
... mountains , Round their white summits though elements war ; Though cataracts foam ' stead of smooth - flowing foun- tains , I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr . Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd My cap was the ...
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... mountains afar : Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic ! The steep frowning glories of dark Loch na Garr . 40 WHEN WE TWO PARTED WHEN we two parted In silence and tears , Half broken - hearted To sever for years , Pale grew thy ...
... mountains afar : Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic ! The steep frowning glories of dark Loch na Garr . 40 WHEN WE TWO PARTED WHEN we two parted In silence and tears , Half broken - hearted To sever for years , Pale grew thy ...
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... mountains nod ; Its sound aspired to heaven and there abode ! Since then , though heard on earth no more , Devotion and her daughter Love Still bid the bursting spirit soar To sounds that seem as from above , In dreams that day's broad ...
... mountains nod ; Its sound aspired to heaven and there abode ! Since then , though heard on earth no more , Devotion and her daughter Love Still bid the bursting spirit soar To sounds that seem as from above , In dreams that day's broad ...
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... mountains 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 ...
... mountains 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 ...
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... mountain that shone on thy shrine . IV And now on that mountain I stood on that day , But I mark'd not the twilight beam melting away ; Oh ! would that the lightning had glared in its stead , And the thunderbolt burst on the conqueror's ...
... mountain that shone on thy shrine . IV And now on that mountain I stood on that day , But I mark'd not the twilight beam melting away ; Oh ! would that the lightning had glared in its stead , And the thunderbolt burst on the conqueror's ...
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Selected Poems of Lord Byron George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Nathan Haskell Dole Vista completa - 1893 |
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