 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1812 - 314 페이지
...through thedream of things that were, First in the race that led to Glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — is this the whole? A school-boy's tale, the...each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power. III. Son of the morning, rise ! approach you here ! Come— but molest... | |
 | Anonymous - 1812 - 512 페이지
...through the dream of thing* that were, First in the force that led to glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — is" this the whole? A school-boy's tale,...each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power.' — p. 62. The poet is thus naturally led into a long train of reflections... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 510 페이지
...things that were, First in the force that led to glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — rf'this the whole? A school-boy's tale, the wonder of an hour...each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power.' — p. 6'2. The poet is thus naturally led into a long train of reflections... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 506 페이지
...whole ? A school-boy's tale, the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon, and the sophist's stole Arc sought in vain, and o'er each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power.' — p. 62. The poet is thus naturally led into a long train of reflections... | |
 | 1813 - 486 페이지
...passed away — is this the whole? A schoolboy's tale — the wonder of an hour. The warriour's weapons and the sophist's stole Are sought in vain, and o'er...mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, gray nits the shade of power." p. 63. The next stanza develops, we imagine, the grand source of all the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1814 - 324 페이지
...the race that led to Glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — is this the whole ? A school-hoy's tale, the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon...each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power. HI. Son of the morning, rise ! approach you here f Come — but molest... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 248 페이지
...through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to Glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — is this the whole? A school-boy's tale, the...each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power. III. Son of the morning, rise! approach you here ! Come — but molest... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 322 페이지
...through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to Glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — is this the whole ? A school-boy's tale,...each mouldering, tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power. III. Son of the morning, rise ! approach you here ! Come — but molest... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 페이지
...(Grit. Review, Vol. IV. Series Fifth, p. 818.) . • 'A school-boy's tale, the wonder of an hour ! . v The warrior's weapon, and the sophist's stole Are...each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power." Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: ART. VI. — Childe Harold's Pilgrimage:... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 384 페이지
...the race that led to Glory's goal, They won, and passed away — is this the whole ? A school - boy's tale, the wonder of an hour! The warrior's weapon...each mouldering tower/ Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade ol power. III. Son of the morning, rise! approach you here! Come — but molest... | |
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They won, and pass'd away — is this the whole ? A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon and the sophist's stole Are sought in vain, and o'er each mouldering tower, Dim with the mist of years, gray flits the shade of power. 
