The Illustrated ByronD. Appleton & Company, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 206 頁
... mortal son in Styx ; A mortal mother would on Lethe fix . * . Some have accused me of a strange design Against the creed and morals of the land , And trace it in this poem every line : I don't pretend that I quite understand My own ...
... mortal son in Styx ; A mortal mother would on Lethe fix . * . Some have accused me of a strange design Against the creed and morals of the land , And trace it in this poem every line : I don't pretend that I quite understand My own ...
第 398 頁
... mortal . - Come ! ' tis time . Man . I am prepared for all things , but deny The power which summons me . Who sent thee here ? Spirit . Thou'lt know anon - come ! come ! Man . I have commanded Things of an essence greater far than thine ...
... mortal . - Come ! ' tis time . Man . I am prepared for all things , but deny The power which summons me . Who sent thee here ? Spirit . Thou'lt know anon - come ! come ! Man . I have commanded Things of an essence greater far than thine ...
第 435 頁
... mortal blessing may avail thee , To save thee from the serpent's curse ! Adah . It shall . Surely a father's blessing may avert A reptile's subtlety . Cain , But bless him ne'er the less . Adah . Cain . Thy brother Abel . Of that I ...
... mortal blessing may avail thee , To save thee from the serpent's curse ! Adah . It shall . Surely a father's blessing may avert A reptile's subtlety . Cain , But bless him ne'er the less . Adah . Cain . Thy brother Abel . Of that I ...
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