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" His steps are not upon thy paths, - thy fields Are not a spoil for him, - thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering... "
The British orator - 280 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: Thomas King Greenbank - 1849
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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 ÆäÀÌÁö
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unkneU'd, uncoffln'd, and unknown. CLXXX. , , h , Spuming him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling,...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 64±Ç

1848 - 798 ÆäÀÌÁö
...moment, like a drop of rain, He sinksinto thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, nnknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. " His steps are not upon...And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth ; — there let him l«f. " The armaments...
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The Select Poetical Works

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 ÆäÀÌÁö
...drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, —...And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : — there let him lay. The armament...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 64±Ç

1848 - 802 ÆäÀÌÁö
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, anil unknown. 11 His steps are not upon thy paths — thy fields Are...from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destraction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And seml'st him, shivering...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 64±Ç

1848 - 806 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Thou dost arise And «hake him from thee ; the vile strength he wieldi /Vr enrth's destruction thon dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the...spray. And howling, to his gods, where haply lies His potty hope in some near port or bay. And dashest him again to earUi— there let him lay!» Here is...
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Southern Literary Messenger, 15±Ç

1849 - 820 ÆäÀÌÁö
...ravage save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd and...thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, &c. Then after an intervening passage of the same tenor, the 182nd stanza concludes with the wellknown...
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Notes and Queries, 101±Ç

1900 - 676 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Stop» wiVA the shore nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When for a moment, &c. Hi* steps are not upon thy paths, thy fields Are not a...for him ; thou dost arise And shake him from thee. Such as creation's tlaun beheld, thou rollest now. The image of Eternity. And I have loved thee, Ocean...
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The literary class book; or, Readings in English literature

Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 ÆäÀÌÁö
...ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and...arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength ho wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies,...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 ÆäÀÌÁö
...drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan — Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoflined, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths —...And howling to his gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : there let him lar. The armaments which...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1851 - 352 ÆäÀÌÁö
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. CLXXX. His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are...And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : — there let him lay. CLXXXI. The...
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