 Their breath is agitation, and their life A storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nursed and bigoted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight, they feel overcast With sorrow and supineness, and so...  Childe Harold's pilgrimage, a romaunt. Campe's ed - Página 151de George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
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...life A storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nursed and bigoted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight,...feel overcast With sorrow and supineness, and so die ; I'-vff! as a flame unfed, which runs to waste With its own flickering, or a sword laid by, Which... | |
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