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... o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , ( 1 ) Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine To grace so plain a tale - this lowly lay of mine . II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth.
... o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , ( 1 ) Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine To grace so plain a tale - this lowly lay of mine . II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt a youth.
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... o'er it he did fling , And tuned his farewell in the dim twilight . While flew the vessel on her snowy wing , And fleeting shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night . " 1 . " ADIEU , adieu ! my ...
... o'er it he did fling , And tuned his farewell in the dim twilight . While flew the vessel on her snowy wing , And fleeting shores receded from his sight , Thus to the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night . " 1 . " ADIEU , adieu ! my ...
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... o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good Night ! 2 . " A few short ...
... o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild seamew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good Night ! 2 . " A few short ...
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... eyes We late saw streaming o'er . For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . C 9 . " And now I'm in the world alone CANTO I. 17 PILGRIMAGE .
... eyes We late saw streaming o'er . For pleasures past I do not grieve , Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear . C 9 . " And now I'm in the world alone CANTO I. 17 PILGRIMAGE .
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... o'er the hills expand ! But man would mar them with an impious hand : And when the Almighty lifts his fiercest scourge ' Gainst those who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust ...
... o'er the hills expand ! But man would mar them with an impious hand : And when the Almighty lifts his fiercest scourge ' Gainst those who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust ...
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Albania Ali Pacha amongst ancient Ariosto Athens beauty behold beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Cæsar CANTO Childe Harold Childe Harold's Pilgrimage church Cicero Constantinople dark death deem'd deep doth dust dwell earth fair fame feel Ficus Ruminalis foes gaze glory gondoliers Greece Greek hand Harold's Pilgrimage hath heart heaven hills honour hope immortal Italian Italy Julius Cæsar lake land line last live Lord mind mortal mountains never o'er once pass Petrarch plain poet Pouqueville rock Romaic Roman Rome scene seen shore sigh smile song soul spot Stanza Storia Tasso tears temple thee thine things thou thought tomb triumph Turks Venetians Venice walls waves woes wolf words ἀπὸ δὲν διὰ εἶναι εἰς εἰς τὴν ἐν καὶ κὴ μὲ νὰ σᾶς τὰ τὰς τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τῶν ὡς