Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 21 筆
第 11 頁
... past Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less require ? 1 1 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage ...
... past Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less require ? 1 1 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage ...
第 116 頁
... past Shall pilgrims , pensive , but unwearied , throng ; Long shall the voyager , with th ' Ionian blast , Hail the bright clime of battle and of song ; Long shall thine annals and immortal tongue Fill with thy fame the youth of many a ...
... past Shall pilgrims , pensive , but unwearied , throng ; Long shall the voyager , with th ' Ionian blast , Hail the bright clime of battle and of song ; Long shall thine annals and immortal tongue Fill with thy fame the youth of many a ...
第 118 頁
... past , And clings to thoughts now better far removed ! But Time shall tear thy shadow from me last . All thou couldst have of mine , stern Death , thou hast : The parent , friend , and now the more than friend ; Ne'er yet for one thine ...
... past , And clings to thoughts now better far removed ! But Time shall tear thy shadow from me last . All thou couldst have of mine , stern Death , thou hast : The parent , friend , and now the more than friend ; Ne'er yet for one thine ...
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banks bear beauty behold beneath blood blue bosom breast breath bright brow charms chief Childe clouds dark dead dear death deem deep doth dream dust dwell earth fair fall fame fate feel fire foes gaze Glory grave hand Harold hath heart heaven hills hope hour immortal Italy land leaves less light live lone look lord lost mark mind mortal mountain Nature never night o'er once pass passion past plain pride proud rise rock round ruin scarce scene seek seems seen shore shrine sigh smile song soul sound spirit spring stand star stream sweet tears thee thine things thou thought thousand till tomb tree turn vain voice walls waters waves wild wind woes young youth