Byron in Europe: In Childe Harold's FootstepsEquation, 1988 - 192 páginas |
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... river , I walked on to the Castle of Belém . The fifteenth - century castle was built in the middle of the river , but the Tagus has altered its course and now Belém sits to one side . Its miniature perfection makes it look like a ...
... river , I walked on to the Castle of Belém . The fifteenth - century castle was built in the middle of the river , but the Tagus has altered its course and now Belém sits to one side . Its miniature perfection makes it look like a ...
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... river and pummelling them clean against a rock . A pack of scabby dogs tamely followed a little girl around the remains of the city walls but broke away in a baying riot when a car trundled down the path to the camp . A few well - aimed ...
... river and pummelling them clean against a rock . A pack of scabby dogs tamely followed a little girl around the remains of the city walls but broke away in a baying riot when a car trundled down the path to the camp . A few well - aimed ...
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... river . Anglo - American relations cooled for a while , which meant I could watch without having to comment . I had read too many descriptions to want to add my own . Those I liked best belonged to wine books more often than travelogues ...
... river . Anglo - American relations cooled for a while , which meant I could watch without having to comment . I had read too many descriptions to want to add my own . Those I liked best belonged to wine books more often than travelogues ...
Índice
Acknowledgements | 9 |
Portugal | 17 |
Renownd romantic Spain | 32 |
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Albanian American appearance arrived asked Athens beautiful boat building Byron called castle Childe Childe Harold's closed crowded described door empty English eyes fact famous felt followed four Gibraltar Greece Greek half hand head hill Hobhouse hour imagine inside inspired interest island Italy John journey lake land later less letters light lines Lisbon lived London looked Lord Byron miles monks morning mountains never night notes once passed past perhaps Pilgrimage poem poet reached remains returned river road romantic Rome seemed seen Shelley side sitting spent square standing stayed steps stone stop street talked thought told took tourist town train travels Turkish turned Venice village waiting walked wall wanted window woman women write wrote