The Illustrated Byron |
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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 ...
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 ...
第 180 頁
Her brow was overhung with coins of gold , That sparkled o'er the auburn of her hair , Her clustering hair ... for when to the view Forth from its raven fringe the full glance flies , Ne'er with such force the swiftest arrow flew ...
Her brow was overhung with coins of gold , That sparkled o'er the auburn of her hair , Her clustering hair ... for when to the view Forth from its raven fringe the full glance flies , Ne'er with such force the swiftest arrow flew ...
第 474 頁
SWEET girl ! though only once we met , That meeting I shall ne'er forget ; And though we ne'er may meet again , Remembrance will thy form retain . I would not say , " I love , " but still My senses struggie with my will : In vain ...
SWEET girl ! though only once we met , That meeting I shall ne'er forget ; And though we ne'er may meet again , Remembrance will thy form retain . I would not say , " I love , " but still My senses struggie with my will : In vain ...
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