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NOT in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath
there been matchless deem ' d ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying
Forms which it sighs but to have only dream ' d , Hath aught like thee in truth or
fancy ...
NOT in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath
there been matchless deem ' d ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying
Forms which it sighs but to have only dream ' d , Hath aught like thee in truth or
fancy ...
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She trembles at thee still , and thy wild name Was ne ' er more bruited in men ' s
minds than now That thou art nothing , save the jest of Fame , . Who wood thee
once , thy vassal , and became The flatterer of thy fierceness , till thou wert A god
...
She trembles at thee still , and thy wild name Was ne ' er more bruited in men ' s
minds than now That thou art nothing , save the jest of Fame , . Who wood thee
once , thy vassal , and became The flatterer of thy fierceness , till thou wert A god
...
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To hold thee lightly on a gentle knee , And print on thy soft cheek a parent ' s kiss
, This , it should seem , was not reserved for me ; Yet this was in my nature : - as it
is , I know not what is there , yet something like to this . , CXVII . Yet , though ...
To hold thee lightly on a gentle knee , And print on thy soft cheek a parent ' s kiss
, This , it should seem , was not reserved for me ; Yet this was in my nature : - as it
is , I know not what is there , yet something like to this . , CXVII . Yet , though ...
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Scion of chiefs and monarchs , where art thou ? Fond hope of many nations , art
thou dead ? Could not the grave forget thee , and lay low Some less majestic ,
less beloved head ? In the sad midnight , while thy heart still bled , The mother of
a ...
Scion of chiefs and monarchs , where art thou ? Fond hope of many nations , art
thou dead ? Could not the grave forget thee , and lay low Some less majestic ,
less beloved head ? In the sad midnight , while thy heart still bled , The mother of
a ...
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Thy shores are empires , changed in all save thee Assyria , Greece , Rome ,
Carthage , what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free , And
many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger , slave , or savage ; their
decay ...
Thy shores are empires , changed in all save thee Assyria , Greece , Rome ,
Carthage , what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free , And
many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger , slave , or savage ; their
decay ...
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| Título | The Works of Lord Byron, Volumen 1 The Works of Lord Byron, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Autor | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Editor | John Murray, 1819 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 11 Jun 2008 |
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