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... thou hast marr'd ? Of love , which well thou know'st Is not at my command ? A victim here At Hymen's shrine paternal power hath bound me : But what can bind imagination ? Who Direct to petty channels of their own The mighty torrent of ...
... thou hast marr'd ? Of love , which well thou know'st Is not at my command ? A victim here At Hymen's shrine paternal power hath bound me : But what can bind imagination ? Who Direct to petty channels of their own The mighty torrent of ...
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... thou ! The flame of vengeance shall that barrier fire . It is not Atys steels thy heart against me ; But Atys ' sister - Oh ! thou canst not love ! " Tis grief absorbs Adrastus ' soul - Now , mark me ! For vengeance am I here , and ...
... thou ! The flame of vengeance shall that barrier fire . It is not Atys steels thy heart against me ; But Atys ' sister - Oh ! thou canst not love ! " Tis grief absorbs Adrastus ' soul - Now , mark me ! For vengeance am I here , and ...
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Robert Charles Dallas. With bounteous hand , thou shedd'st the balm , As gentle winds the blossoms strew : And oh ! may'st thou return to calm The sorrowing heart , as springs renew . The tear that beams in ev'ry eye , The heart that ...
Robert Charles Dallas. With bounteous hand , thou shedd'st the balm , As gentle winds the blossoms strew : And oh ! may'st thou return to calm The sorrowing heart , as springs renew . The tear that beams in ev'ry eye , The heart that ...
Contents
CANTO I | 97 |
CANTO II | 116 |
The Authors Picture of himself | 131 |
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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