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" And where the feebler faint — can only feel — Feel — to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death, if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even duller than repose : Come when it will— we snatch... "
Annual Register - 453 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Annual Register of World Events: A Review of the Year, 56±Ç

Edmund Burke - 1815 - 858 ÆäÀÌÁö
...to the rising bosom's inmost core, ' Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? ' No dread of death — if with us die our foes— ' Save that it seems even duller than repose : ' Come whan it will — we snatch the life of life — ' When lost — what recks it — by disease or strife...
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The Giaour: A Fragment of a Turkish Tale

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1814 - 378 ÆäÀÌÁö
...to the rising bosom's inmost core, " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? " No dread of death — if with us die our foes — " Save that it seems even...When lost — what recks it — by disease or strife i " Let him who crawls enamoured of decay, " Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; " Heave his...
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Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal

Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1814 - 572 ÆäÀÌÁö
...inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — if with us die our foei — Save that it seems even duller than repose : Come...it — by disease or strife .' Let him who crawls enamoured of decay, Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; • Heave his thick breath ; and shake'...
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Gentleman's Magazine and Historical Review, 84±Ç,ÆÄÆ® 1;115±Ç

1814 - 786 ÆäÀÌÁö
...inmost core, Its hope awaken, and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — if with us die our foesSave that it seems even duller than repose: Come when it will — we snatch the life of lift — [strife t When lost — what recks it— by disease or Let him who crawls enamoured of decay,...
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The East Anglian. To which is appended The history of Suffolk by T. Harral ...

362 ÆäÀÌÁö
...No dread of death — if with us die oar foes — Save that it seems even duller than repose: Coine when it will— we snatch the life of life — When lost — what reeks it — -by disease or strife ? Let him who crawls enamoured of decay. Cling to his couch, and...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...

1815 - 822 ÆäÀÌÁö
...— to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? No dread of death — if with us die our foes — Save that it seems even...recks it — by disease or strife ? Let him who crawls enamoured of decay. Cling to bis couch, and sicken years away j H*avc his thick breath ; and shake...
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The works of ... lord Byron, 3±Ç

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 248 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Feel—to the rising bosom's inmost core, " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar? " No dread of death—if with us die our foes— " Save that it seems even duller than repose: " Come when it will—we snatch the life of life— " When lost—what recks it—by disease or strife? " Let him...
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The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: The corsair. Lara

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 246 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Feel—to the rising bosom's inmost core, " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar? " No dread of death—if with us die our foes— " Save that it seems even duller than repose: " Come when it will—we snatch the life of life— " When lost—what recks it—by disease or strife? " Let him...
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The works of ... lord Byron, 3-4±Ç

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 ÆäÀÌÁö
...— to the rising bosom's inmost core, " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar? " No dread of death — if with us die our foes — "Save that it seems even...When lost — what recks it — by disease or strife? " ] .et him who crawls enamoured of decay, " Cling to his couch, and sicken years away; "Heave his...
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The corsair, a tale [in verse.].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 152 ÆäÀÌÁö
...to the rising bosom's inmost core, " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? " No dread of death — if with us die our foes — " Save that it seems even..." Come when it will — we snatch the life of life — 25 " When lost — what recks it — by disease or strife ? " Let him who crawls enamour'd of decay,...
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