Childe Harold's PilgrimageCaldwell, 1899 - 270 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 19 筆
第 134 頁
... turn'd from all she brought to those she XXXI . I turn'd to thee , to thousands ,. could not bring . * * My guide from Mont St. Jean over the field seemed intelligent and accurate . The place where Major Howard fell was not far from two ...
... turn'd from all she brought to those she XXXI . I turn'd to thee , to thousands ,. could not bring . * * My guide from Mont St. Jean over the field seemed intelligent and accurate . The place where Major Howard fell was not far from two ...
第 139 頁
... turning tide With that untaught innate philosophy , Which , be it wisdom , coldness , or deep pride , Is gall and ... turn'd unto thine overthrow : ' Tis but a worthless world to win or lose ; So hath it proved to thee , and all such ...
... turning tide With that untaught innate philosophy , Which , be it wisdom , coldness , or deep pride , Is gall and ... turn'd unto thine overthrow : ' Tis but a worthless world to win or lose ; So hath it proved to thee , and all such ...
第 237 頁
... turn we to our latest tribune's name , From her ten thousand tyrants turn to thee , Redeemer of dark centuries of shameThe friend of Petrarch - hope of ItalyRienzi ! last of Romans ! While the tree Of Freedom's wither'd trunk puts forth ...
... turn we to our latest tribune's name , From her ten thousand tyrants turn to thee , Redeemer of dark centuries of shameThe friend of Petrarch - hope of ItalyRienzi ! last of Romans ! While the tree Of Freedom's wither'd trunk puts forth ...
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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