The Illustrated ByronD. Appleton & Company, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 84 頁
... dread of losing thee , By Osman's power , and Giaffir's stern decree . That dread shall vanish with the favouring gale , Which love to - night hath promised to my sail : NN vare di « ve санита XHUH ! No danger daunts the pair his smile ...
... dread of losing thee , By Osman's power , and Giaffir's stern decree . That dread shall vanish with the favouring gale , Which love to - night hath promised to my sail : NN vare di « ve санита XHUH ! No danger daunts the pair his smile ...
第 391 頁
... dread the worst . Man . And yet ye see I kneel not . Fourth Spirit . ' Twill be taught thee . Man . ' Tis taught already ; -- many a night on the earth , Nem . On the bare ground , have I bow'd down my Uncharnel ? face , Man . Astarte ...
... dread the worst . Man . And yet ye see I kneel not . Fourth Spirit . ' Twill be taught thee . Man . ' Tis taught already ; -- many a night on the earth , Nem . On the bare ground , have I bow'd down my Uncharnel ? face , Man . Astarte ...
第 579 頁
... dread the billow's rage , Or tremble at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along . " ' Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I fear ...
... dread the billow's rage , Or tremble at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along . " ' Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I fear ...
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