 | 1816 - 572 páginas
...storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nurs'd and bigotted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight,...itself, and rusts ingloriously. ' He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 páginas
...storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nurs'd and bigotted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight,...itself, and rusts ingloriously. " He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peak-, most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues... | |
 | 1816 - 574 páginas
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 | 1816 - 692 páginas
...nurs'd and bigotted to strife, Melt to calm twilight, they feel overcast With sorrow and snpineness, and so die; Even as a flame unfed, which runs to waste...itself, and rusts ingloriously. " He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; Must look down on the hate... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 páginas
...strom whereon the). ride, to sink at last, And yet so nnrs'd and bigotted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight, they feel overcast With sorrow and suuincncss, and so die; Even as a flame unfed, which rims to waste With its own dickering, or a sword... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 308 páginas
...storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nursed and bigoted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight,...by Which eats into itself, and rusts ingloriously. XLV. He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 páginas
...storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nurs'd and bigotted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight,...by Which eats into itself, and rusts ingloriously. : f g^ eHILDE HAROLDS PILGRIMAGE. ' XLV. He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find, The loftiest... | |
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Their breath is agitation, and their life A storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nursed and bigoted to strife, That should their days surviving perils past, • Melt to calm twilight, they feel overcast With sorrow and supineness, and... 
