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... arm assail'd my breast , The blow had shook me less than that which came , Reverberated from her humble cheek , In ... arms - the sire expects his son ; Wide stand Celene's portals for her Prince ; Once nestled there , thy grief shall ...
... arm assail'd my breast , The blow had shook me less than that which came , Reverberated from her humble cheek , In ... arms - the sire expects his son ; Wide stand Celene's portals for her Prince ; Once nestled there , thy grief shall ...
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... arms a bloody torrent pour ; Her yet warm jav'lin reeks with human gore . The vanquish'd dies , who death through shame desires ; The victor's self in vict'ry's arms expires ! The hero falls who danger , death defies ; Nor ' scapes the ...
... arms a bloody torrent pour ; Her yet warm jav'lin reeks with human gore . The vanquish'd dies , who death through shame desires ; The victor's self in vict'ry's arms expires ! The hero falls who danger , death defies ; Nor ' scapes the ...
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... arm hath bound in iron chains Th' ́ all - dreaded bolt of universal fate ; Made Fortune's self attendant on his frown ... arms of proof , Would I rush on to seek their steely points , And shew the miscreants how to tempt despair ! Think ...
... arm hath bound in iron chains Th' ́ all - dreaded bolt of universal fate ; Made Fortune's self attendant on his frown ... arms of proof , Would I rush on to seek their steely points , And shew the miscreants how to tempt despair ! Think ...
Contents
CANTO I | 97 |
CANTO II | 116 |
The Authors Picture of himself | 131 |
Copyright | |
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1st Peasant 2d Peasant Adrastus AMABEL arms Aryenis Aspasia Atys beauty blast blest bliss blood blow bosom brave breast breath bright brother Byron Carian Celene Charles Dallas charms coursers Cræsus Crasus Croesus crown dance daring dart dear death deeds Diomed dire dread Duke of Wellington e'en e'er ev'ry fair fame fate father fear fierce fight fire flame FRANK Friendship gallant glory gods Gordius grace grave grief hand happy hath heart Heaven hero honour hope King Lord loud Lydian martial mind ne'er never night o'er Orontes peace Philon Plutus pride Prince Princess proud rage Rhodius roar Saluzzo Sardis scorn sigh SIR GEORGE DALLAS SIR PETER PARKER smile soul steeds sweet swelling sword tear thee thine thou Tmolus tomb tow'ring twas tyrant valour vengeance Vict'ry vict'ry's virtue weeping wing youth