The Pirate, 1-3권Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346페이지 |
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... walks in beauty , like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes ; VOL . I. D 3 Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to THE PIRATE . 49.
... walks in beauty , like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes ; VOL . I. D 3 Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to THE PIRATE . 49.
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50 페이지 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
49 페이지 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
297 페이지 - Tom, as they used to call him — somewhat roughly treated by the glorious John, you remember — Mordaunt, you remember — Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail ; At thy well-sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar.