The Illustrated Byron |
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第 62 頁
Much in his visions mutters he Of maiden ' whelm'd beneath the sea ; Of sabres clashing , foemen flying , Wrongs avenged , and Moslem dying . On cliff he hath been known to stand , And rave as to some bloody hand , Fresh sever'd from ...
Much in his visions mutters he Of maiden ' whelm'd beneath the sea ; Of sabres clashing , foemen flying , Wrongs avenged , and Moslem dying . On cliff he hath been known to stand , And rave as to some bloody hand , Fresh sever'd from ...
第 103 頁
Many a scar of former fight Lurk'd beneath his corselet bright ; But of every wound his body bore , Each and all had been ta'en before : Though aged , he was so iron of limb , Few of our youth could cope with him ; And the foes ...
Many a scar of former fight Lurk'd beneath his corselet bright ; But of every wound his body bore , Each and all had been ta'en before : Though aged , he was so iron of limb , Few of our youth could cope with him ; And the foes ...
第 582 頁
On sloping mounds , or in the vale beneath , Are domes where whilome kings did make repair ; But now the wild flowers round them only breathe ; Yet ruin'd splendour still is lingering there , And yonder towers the Prince's palace fair ...
On sloping mounds , or in the vale beneath , Are domes where whilome kings did make repair ; But now the wild flowers round them only breathe ; Yet ruin'd splendour still is lingering there , And yonder towers the Prince's palace fair ...
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