Where shall I turn me not to view its bonds, For I will never feel them. Italy, Thy late reviving Roman soul desponds Beneath the lie this state-thing breathed o'er thee. Thy clanking chain and Erin's yet green wounds Have voices, tongues to cry aloud... Lord Byron's Life in Italy - Страница 14по Teresa Guiccioli (contessa di) - 2005 - 700 странициОграничен достъп - Информация за книгата
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1885 - 284 страници
...as to wit, Fearless — because no feeling dwells in ice, its very courage stagnates to a vice. XVI. Where shall I turn me not to view its bonds, For I...the lie this State-thing breathed o'er thee— Thy clankingchain, andErin's yet green wounds, Have voices — tongues to cry aloud for me. Europe has... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1891 - 752 страници
...the lie this Slate-thing breathed o'er thee — . [wounds, Thy clanking chain, and Erin's yet green o a thought such shape and image given, As haunts...wearied — wrung — and riven. CXXII. ,"Of its ill. XVII. Meantime, Sir Laureate, I proceed to dedicate, In honest simple verse, this song to you.... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1110 страници
...to wit, Fearless — because no feeling dwells in ice, Its very courage stagnates to a vice. no XVI the forest-monarch's roar? Crashing the lance, he...o'er entrails freshly torn, Nor shrinks the female ill. .XVIII Meantime, Sir Laureate, I proceed to dedicate, In honest simple verse, this song to you.... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1088 страници
...to wit, Fearless — because no feeling dwells in ice, Its very courage stagnates to a vice. 120 XVI N. bƚ ill. XVIII Meantime, Sir Laureate, I proceed to dedicate, In honest simple verse, this song to you.... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1092 страници
...to wit, Fearless — because no feeling dwells in ice, Its very courage stagnates to a vice. no XVI ues were her own — no I loved her, and destroy'd her I Witch. With thy hand? Man. I Thy late reviving Roman soul desponds Beneath the lie this State-thing breathed o'er thee — Thy... | |
| 1902 - 396 страници
...impractical if generous products of the excitable Gallic temperament, that, in short, as Byron wrote, — " Europe has slaves, allies, kings, armies still, And Southey lives to sing them very ill." A scholarly French essayist, M. Georges Goyau, in five very elaborate papers recently printed... | |
| Charles William Previté-Orton - 1910 - 264 страници
...their wit ; yet one nobler stanza will show their keenness. Where shall I turn me not to view its1 bonds, For I will never feel them? — Italy! Thy...armies still — And Southey lives to sing them very ill. Here we have nearly all the grievances of the European Liberals heaped together. Italy, of course,... | |
| Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 968 страници
...wisdom as to wit, Fearless— because no feeling dwells in ice. Its very courage stagnates to a vice. s knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield,...Shalott. The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, Like to some clnnking chain, and Erin's yet green wounds, Have voices — tongues to cry aloud for me. Europe has... | |
| George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 страници
...voices— tongues to cry aloud for Milton Is sold to have received from his eld- J est daughters. . ng 18 Sunk chill on my browIt felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all ill. 17 Meantime, Sir Laureate, I proceed to dedicate, In honest simple verse, this song to you. And,... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1918 - 774 страници
...wit, Fearless — because no feeling dwells in ice \ Its very courage stagnates to a vice.* _».. xvi. Where shall I turn me not to view its bonds, ; ! For I will never feel them? — Italy l Thy late reviving Roman soul desponds : ' Beneath the lie this State-thing breathed o'er thee * —... | |
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