The Illustrated Byron: With Upwards of Two Hundred Engravings from Original Drawings by Kenny Meadows, Birket Foster, Hablot K. Browne, Gustave Janet and Edward MorinH. Lea, 1855 - 660 páginas |
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... soul , I come to save , and not destroy- And thy own soul with Heaven . I would not pry into thy secret soul ; But if these things be sooth , there still is time For penitence and pity : reconcile thee With the true church , and through ...
... soul , I come to save , and not destroy- And thy own soul with Heaven . I would not pry into thy secret soul ; But if these things be sooth , there still is time For penitence and pity : reconcile thee With the true church , and through ...
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... soul : Can I cease to love thee ? No ! Ζώη μου , σάς ἀγαπῶ . Athens , 1810 . FAREWELL ! IF EVER FONDEST PRAYER ... soul nor deigns nor dares complain , Though grief and passion there rebel : I only know we loved in vain- I only ...
... soul : Can I cease to love thee ? No ! Ζώη μου , σάς ἀγαπῶ . Athens , 1810 . FAREWELL ! IF EVER FONDEST PRAYER ... soul nor deigns nor dares complain , Though grief and passion there rebel : I only know we loved in vain- I only ...
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... soul ! must I perish By pangs which a smile would dispel ? Would the hope , which thou once bad'st me cherish , For torture repay me too well ? Now sad is the garden of roses , Beloved but false Haidée ? There Flora all wither'd reposes ...
... soul ! must I perish By pangs which a smile would dispel ? Would the hope , which thou once bad'st me cherish , For torture repay me too well ? Now sad is the garden of roses , Beloved but false Haidée ? There Flora all wither'd reposes ...
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