The Illustrated ByronD. Appleton & Company, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 58 筆
第 32 頁
... whate'er they were , if scarce forgot , Might be untaught him by his varied lot ; Nor good nor ill of late were ... Whate'er he be , ' t was not what he had been : That brow in furrow'd lines had fix'd at last , And spake of passions ...
... whate'er they were , if scarce forgot , Might be untaught him by his varied lot ; Nor good nor ill of late were ... Whate'er he be , ' t was not what he had been : That brow in furrow'd lines had fix'd at last , And spake of passions ...
第 35 頁
... Whate'er his phrenzy dream'd or eye beheld , If yet remember'd ne'er to be reveal'd , Rests at his heart : the custom'd morning came , And breath'd new vigour in his shaking frame ; And solace sought he none from priest nor leech , And ...
... Whate'er his phrenzy dream'd or eye beheld , If yet remember'd ne'er to be reveal'd , Rests at his heart : the custom'd morning came , And breath'd new vigour in his shaking frame ; And solace sought he none from priest nor leech , And ...
第 43 頁
... er his chamber , cheerful was his gate ; For thence the wretched ne'er unsoothed withdrew , For them , at least ... Whate'er his view , his favour more obtains With these , the people , than his fellow thanes . If this were policy , so ...
... er his chamber , cheerful was his gate ; For thence the wretched ne'er unsoothed withdrew , For them , at least ... Whate'er his view , his favour more obtains With these , the people , than his fellow thanes . If this were policy , so ...
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