The Illustrated Byron: With Upwards of Two Hundred Engravings from Original Drawings by Kenny Meadows, Birket Foster, Hablot K. Browne, Gustave Janet and Edward MorinH. Lea, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 83 筆
第 79 頁
... tell , But be it , since thou say'st ' t is well ; Yet what thou mean'st by ' arms ' and ' friends , ' Beyond my ... tell me yet in time , 22 Nor leave me thus to thoughts of fear . Ah ! yonder see the Tchocadar , " My father leaves the ...
... tell , But be it , since thou say'st ' t is well ; Yet what thou mean'st by ' arms ' and ' friends , ' Beyond my ... tell me yet in time , 22 Nor leave me thus to thoughts of fear . Ah ! yonder see the Tchocadar , " My father leaves the ...
第 298 頁
... tell you truths you will not take as true , Because they are so ; -a male Mrs. Fry , With a soft besom will I sweep ... Tell them that youth once gone returns no more , That hired hussars redeem no land's distresses ; Tell them Sir ...
... tell you truths you will not take as true , Because they are so ; -a male Mrs. Fry , With a soft besom will I sweep ... Tell them that youth once gone returns no more , That hired hussars redeem no land's distresses ; Tell them Sir ...
第 555 頁
... tell What words can never speak so well ; By love's alternate joy and woe , Ζώη μου , σάς ἀγαπῶ . Maid of Athens ! I am gone : Think of me , sweet ! when alone . Though I fly to Istambol , No ! Athens holds my heart and soul : Can I ...
... tell What words can never speak so well ; By love's alternate joy and woe , Ζώη μου , σάς ἀγαπῶ . Maid of Athens ! I am gone : Think of me , sweet ! when alone . Though I fly to Istambol , No ! Athens holds my heart and soul : Can I ...
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